Facebook Junkie

I have become a Facebook Junkie.  

I am worryingly addicted to Facebook and its many applications. I have a blue reindeer pet, a mousetrap, an Elven army, a farm, a greenpatch, a foopet, a music and artist library, a flixster account, and a whole lot more. 

I think I even know what's going on with the lives of my friends as I read every status update, look at every photo posted, open links and posted items, and all other items in the news feed section. In other words, Facebook has become my ultimate news and gossip source.  All these in the name of curiosity.  And we all know that curiosity killed the cat.  I should be worried.

On the good side though, Facebook has made me reconnect with friends, colleagues and relatives I haven't spoken to in ages.  I have even made new friends there too, mostly because for some games, you can only get ahead by having more friends in your army or team. So I accepted a number of friend requests solely for game alliances.  The dot at the lower right bottom is always in green, and not a single day goes by that I do not chat with anybody in facebook.  I have never been this friendly.  Ever.   I have become a chatrovert facebook junkie.  Oh, did I say that I take those ridiculous quizzes too and pass everything from beer to chocolate covered strawberries?  

Of course there is always a downside to social networking sites, facebook included.  It can be ego damaging when you discover that the fat girl in high school now wears size 4, or the guy you dumped in college is now happily married with kids, or the guy who flunked in school is now a big time executive in a multinational company. Apart from that, I am now at that stage where I have more virtual friends that I have real friends who I can actually talk to and go to dinner or coffee with.    What has the world turned into if it's welcome news when somebody pokes you?  Pathetic isn't it?

But what really worries me though is that instead of getting my lazy butt to be productive (e.g. working to earn money, reading for intellectual advancement, or working out to shake off my excess fat), here I am keeping facebook on and blogging while I wait for the 15 minutes to elapse so I could hunt in mousehunt again.  Guilty. I am guilty. I hope I do not end up like the guys in the video below.