Well folks, just when I thought I will put an end to this 2 years long promotion, something happened. I was just about to take a break and prepared myself to write to the Mariner guys, letting them know that I’m off the grid for a while, when, all of a sudden, I thought: “why don’t try a couple of months more?”. After all, this is already the longest promotion on the internet ever, so why not making even longer? So, instead of a “good bye” email, I wrote a “why not?” email. To make things a little harder, I asked them to keep the same discount as in December, meaning 30% off. This was a special holidays discount, which is not usually kept after New Year Eve rush is gone. But guess what? They agreed. 🙂
So, here I am with another exclusive promo code for quality Apple software. In case you don’t know what this promo does for you, here we are: it will give you an instant 30% discount to any Mariner software you want. Good, stable and verified Apple software. And you may want a lot of it since they’re in business for more than 20 years. Remember, 30% off of ANY Mariner software,. All you have to do is to go to their eStore and use this promo code, valid for all January 2011:
Yes, it’s that simple. 🙂 I know I could have written a much longer post detailing all the benefits, using some smart text anchors and a lot of vivid (if not downright upsetting) imagery with software boxes and so on. But I didn’t. Because I know my readers. If they want something, they will simply know that and will choose accordingly.
Running For My Life - from zero to ultramarathoner
The spooky thing about depression is that it sneaks in. There aren’t really trumpets and loud voices announcing: “Hail, hail, this is depression entering the room, all rise!” Nope. It’s slow, silent, creepy. It doesn’t even look like depression. It starts with small isolation thoughts like: “Maybe I shouldn’t get out today, I just don’t feel like going out”. And then it does the same next day. And then the day after that and so on. And then it starts to whisper louder and louder in your ears: “Why would you go outside, you loser? Didn’t have enough yet? Want more people to make fun of how much of a big, fat loser you are?”
And then you start to breath in guilt and shame, instead of air. Every breathe you take is putting more dark thoughts into your body.
Until you get stuck. You can’t move anymore. At all.
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