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Finally?

Fuck that iPad shit. Fuck it good. I've been eying those Android tablets something fierce ever since I played with one in a Verizon store. For one, Android is just way cooler and betterer. For two, it's so much fun to play with one of those things. 9 goddamn screens, man! :D (For three, I really dislike Apple (products).)

And it looks like I may someday soon actually get one?! According to predictions, the price of some of the simpler Android tablets could have them as low as $49 by Black Friday. I feel like I should start researching this now because--as is usually the case--I'll probably get a lot of giftcards/checks by Christmas, plus all this money I'm raking (read: barely trickling in but in large quantities, if that makes sense), I may be able to splurge up something awesome.

See, I still love my Android phone--I really do. It's a first gen Droid X, and even though it's a bit outdated it still does plenty to keep me happy. But between its occasional failings, and the age and increasing unusefulness of my laptop, it's become apparent what needs doing.

Splurge on a super freaking amazing tablet. (Maybe even this one???)

From an Android tablet, I'll be able to my surfing and videoing and funning and reading and everything. I'd prolly still tweet and read the news and other stuff from my phone. But when I settle in to have me some fun, some R&R time, some masturbatorily indulgent multimedia time, some whatever the fuck I wanna do; that's when I'll pull out my XOOM or some such.

Fuck yeah. I have wanted this for much too long, man.
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