i've always thought it was a good thing that i never experimented with drugs, never got into smoking, because i KNOW. i know that i can get compulsive, addictive, and totally sucked into anything that i like. the many benign compulsions/addictions that i do have stand testament to that fact. i do regularly give into is sugar, and those of you who know me know how there aint no such thing as 'just one' for me in that realm. and dont let me start obsessing over a t.v. show. or even worse a possible illness. i will take it and launch like mentos in a bottle of cola with it, and there's no slowing me down...in fact, any intervention will swirl me into battling back with defiance...dont tell me not to eat another jalepeno...i'll eat the whole damn jar of pickled jalepenos just cause you told me not to. so there...nhyah! (sticking out tongue).
yeah, so everyone is like facebook is addictive. i'm like, sure, whatever. the first time i get on it, i do so just to see it and i'm underwhelmed by the overall look and design, and so i'm like, pfft! this aint so great. and then i forget that i had signed on.
then i go back on it a couple days later to add info and think to myself, do i really need one more thing to keep up with? it's hard enough finding time to read all my emails and blog all these family moments on my blog for posterity. isnt that enough?
and then that fateful day, i added my school info and suddenly old faces are happily bubbling up everywhere which way i turn, and not just one, but scores of them through out the day, and that brief moment of reconnecting to people after 10 or 20 years totally sucked me in.
and then the obsessive-compulsive mr. hyde took over.
what? my baby is crying? hold on baby! i gotta respond to this IM from an old friend. what do you WANT, mimi?! mama is busy. what? you need to eat? REALLY? eating is overrated. go play while i do something on the computer. but you say you're really hungry? wheres your halloween candy? oh, you need real food. oooooohhh! alright! alright! i make you some food. door bell rings. i run to the door and belatedly realize i never got out of my pajamas because i was STUCK ON THE STUPID FACEBOOK.
who was the brainchild of this invention? and why can't i ever dream up something like this? i hate to admit it, but i'm hooked. is there a facebook anonymous? i'll have to seriously consider the damage this has done to my children and will have to scale back on my usage considerably, before my family is forced to stage an intervention and my children are reading notes to me thru sobbing tears saying they miss their mama after faceboook took her away from them. damn you facebook...you and your insidious ways.
yeah, so everyone is like facebook is addictive. i'm like, sure, whatever. the first time i get on it, i do so just to see it and i'm underwhelmed by the overall look and design, and so i'm like, pfft! this aint so great. and then i forget that i had signed on.
then i go back on it a couple days later to add info and think to myself, do i really need one more thing to keep up with? it's hard enough finding time to read all my emails and blog all these family moments on my blog for posterity. isnt that enough?
and then that fateful day, i added my school info and suddenly old faces are happily bubbling up everywhere which way i turn, and not just one, but scores of them through out the day, and that brief moment of reconnecting to people after 10 or 20 years totally sucked me in.
and then the obsessive-compulsive mr. hyde took over.
what? my baby is crying? hold on baby! i gotta respond to this IM from an old friend. what do you WANT, mimi?! mama is busy. what? you need to eat? REALLY? eating is overrated. go play while i do something on the computer. but you say you're really hungry? wheres your halloween candy? oh, you need real food. oooooohhh! alright! alright! i make you some food. door bell rings. i run to the door and belatedly realize i never got out of my pajamas because i was STUCK ON THE STUPID FACEBOOK.
who was the brainchild of this invention? and why can't i ever dream up something like this? i hate to admit it, but i'm hooked. is there a facebook anonymous? i'll have to seriously consider the damage this has done to my children and will have to scale back on my usage considerably, before my family is forced to stage an intervention and my children are reading notes to me thru sobbing tears saying they miss their mama after faceboook took her away from them. damn you facebook...you and your insidious ways.
mwahhahahahha -- no escape now, Mrs Kim Im
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