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And my gadget list grows

I wrote about blackberries a while back.  Well, I got my Kindle yesterday.  My only complaint, it kept me up all night.  This is a brilliant little device, I love this thing, I think I will marry it or adopt it shortly.  And the number of free books that you can get online, I now have access to a host of classics that I have always been meaning to read.

My list of books that I loaded include Wuthering Heights, Pride and Prejudice and hey, I even found something for Liam worth reading, the Beatrix Potter classics, Peter Rabbit, Jemimah Puddle Duck, books I loved growing up but forgot they existed. 


The amazon shop must be the most amazing virtual place in the world to visit, thank goodness Gerhard set up the account.  I got the kindle for my birthday (now before you fret, don't, you have not forgotten my birthday) the package arrived and my sweet husband could not resit giving me my present a bit early.  So the amazon account already contains his credit card details...its the gift that keeps on giving as I order from the amazon store on his account, got to love the man. 


The only problem now is the fact that Gerhard (who is not into gadgets at all) simply cannot leave my kindle alone.  He is buying some freakish books about the economy - not good karma for my kindle at all.  


So now, a kindle has become a necessity for me, its not a luxury, its a must.  This little device fits in my handbag and is much smaller than a book, so when stuck in a line at the grocery store or traffic mind you, I can read a page or two.  It even browses the internet, so staying in touch with my facebook friends becomes quite easy. 


My only complaint in this day and age is that all gadget manufacturers should get together and set an industry standard for adaptors and chargers, I now have to keep tabs on a charger for a kindle, a blackberry, a HP mini net book, a normal laptop, a digital camera, digital video camera and a couple of electric toothbrushes. 

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