I'm totally NOT addicted to Facebook

Somebody needs to come to my house, break down the door, find my laptop, pry it out of my cold, evil hands, run out the door as fast as they can, and remove Facebook from my life forever.


It's a little addicting.

A little.

I mean, just because I race home to check my Wall before I even say hi to the boys or Babe...that doesn't mean anything, right?

And just because I frantically search the site, trying to find one more, just one more, familiar face I can add as a friend (even though we haven't technically spoken in 15 years)...I mean, that's totally normal behavior for a 31-year old wife and mother of two, isn't it?

And just because I private chat with friends that I could just as easily pick up the phone and call until 1:30 in the morning on a Monday...that doesn't mean I'm addicted.

I'm totally not addicted.



If you have something to say to me, you write it on my Wall, dammit. I'm no longer taking those old-school "phone calls" you speak of.

I'll be online at 5:32 p.m., give or take 10 or 20 seconds.


3 people used their Big Boy words to communicate:

Veronica Harmonica said...

Yessss!!! I got mentioned!! At least in a referred-to kind of way-- which is enough for me! : )

I knew that midnight gabbing session was a good idea : ) xoxo.

Melissa Fichera Compton said...

Thank God! I'm not alone! Haha! I'm right there with you. *sigh*

jenni said...

vern i thought she was talking about me !! ha ha!! i guess those middle of the night face book chats happen alot.