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Well, it's launched

GreenZap has launched. It's looking promising as an alternative to PayPal and the like.

If you want to join, put in my ID (halloranelder) when prompted and you'll get a $25 starting credit.

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halloranelder
Jun. 7th, 2005 05:57 pm (UTC)
Because I bought myself a permanent account, and it was a toss up over you or Kolya as to who was getting the extra days.
paradigmshifty
Jun. 7th, 2005 06:06 pm (UTC)
I'd like to have bought a permanent, but can't afford it at the moment. Kolya doesn't have a paid account - I might ask if she wants one.

Thanks anyway - appreciated.
halloranelder
Jun. 7th, 2005 06:23 pm (UTC)
That's one of the reasons the extra days went to you and not Kolya. You already had a paid account and would use one, and I wasn't sure if Kolya would.

Considering I'm paying for a paid account and the extra user pics, that's $35 US a year (if I pay yearly) so the permanent account will be "paid off" in just over four years. I figured it was worth it.
paradigmshifty
Jun. 7th, 2005 06:26 pm (UTC)
Oh it's definitely worth it - I just can't afford it :-(

It would be fiscally irresponsible. A paid lj account for me is a bit of a luxury - I could more than likely cope with a free account without a lot of difficulty.

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