Who'd have thunk it? ME on Facebook. I scoffed and laughed for so long at the sad little teenagers with their texting and their MySpace and their Facebook. And yet here I am. I've sent one text message, checked my MySpace and repeatedly checked my Facebook all in the last, oh, four hours or so. I have indeed crossed over to the dark side, my friends.
Yes, Facebook is addicting. I've had an account for all of about 20 hours now and I am forever changed. I hope my kids get fed, dressed and bathed from now on. I'm sure they'll be sorely neglected due to this new vice in my life. Well, look on the bright side. I guess I could be addicted to meth or something. At least Facebook doesn't leave you with big pock marks on your arms...or does it?