Wow, it’s like an iPad, but you can load whatever you want on it and it comes with a keyboard attached.
If there are a lot of these, makes ya wonder why they have so many refurbs…
Sorry to hear that - hope you’re feeling better.
Of course, I went to sleep vomiting. The glory of Tommy Bahama.
one of the woot adds that shows up when I refresh the window… /shrug… looks tastey
On a cold friday afternoon, I had come home from school. I have been thinking of the gym all day. I was hungy, didnt have any lunch. In fact, I didnt eat because I spent the money. For the past month I was saving up for something. Something special which I bought at GNC. I was suprised they didnt ask for ID; I was pretty sure the cashier noticed how nervous I was. Anyways, my mom asked my how my day was when I got home, but I ignored her. I have more important things to do. I run to the bathroom and unpack my bag. In my school bag is a white plastic bag from GNC. I open the bag, first removing the reciept and flushing it down the toilet to get rid of the evidence. My heart was racing now. I unpack the Creatine monster from the bag. I wonder what people will be asking me when they see that I will be 50lbs heavier. Should I say I was just eating alot? I remove the label on the tub and tear it into a thousand small peices. I flush that down the toilet too. It is time now. I run up to my room when my mom askes me what I am holding. I panic, sweat drips down my forehead and my teeth chatter. “mom, its just for a school project”. “what project?” “I dont know mom I just started it!!”. A tear runs down my cheek. I run upstairs and open the creatine, scooping up 5 scoops into a clear water bottle. What have I gotten myself into??? I fill it with water and drink it. There is no turning back now. The Creatine monster is inside me now, it will control me. What should I do if I die? I cant let my family know about this. I open the Creatine tub and throw it all out the window; a white cloud of mysterious dust sparkles into the wind so graciously. I feel the substance taking control of me; I am now the monster. I walk downstairs, its time to work out; time to get big. Now I worry, I dont want to get too big; people will think I use steroids. I do use steroids. NO I DONT. Creatine. All I see is the weights now, I am almost downstairs when I hear “do you want a cookie I just baked”. I know I do not have time for this **** now. “NO MOM I DO NOT WANT A COOKIE” I walk in the basement and drop to my knees before the weights, tears running down my cheeks. I turn to the right and look at myself in the mirror. Oh god, what have I done?
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Well it can run windows media player…
Looks like 2 GB RAM with 250 GB HD. Bigger screen, and 6 cell battery.
Enough with the knives, Roombas, and funky notebooks. Put up something fun like Toyota gas pedals with matching carpet or refurbed crash helmets with built-in texas air bags.
annnd with that i shall go get lunch… nvm, i have class to go to in fifteen minutes, darn you woot!! third day in a row no lunch =(
Oh man I missed the roomba!!!
I think 2MB
will this work with my ipad??
has this ever been inside the Creature? They have to have tons of these o_O
better than the last one on here, and $10 cheaper. this will actually do 1080p, and the higher-res screen is nice.
battery life might be a little less. overall though, a decent deal.
When do you get to start doing the write-ups for woot?
This is some sweet action right here. <- Quality post
When are we going to get to see some knifes>> Geez.
Refurbs aren’t necessarily products that were returned and then reconditioned. Often they’re units that never left the warehouse that were updated for some reason or another when the model changed.
Agreed. Please bring back the roomba so I don’t have to cry myself to sleep…