“Hi, I’m Meg, and I’m a Facebookaholic.”
“Hi Meg!”
“I honestly thought I could handle it on my own, but now it seems like I update my status multiple times a day (even though I’ve just been sitting at my desk drinking coffee), and I can’t seem to go an hour without trying to search for some guy I had a crush on when I was seven. Or thirty. Or whatever.
I realized I had a problem today when I got an error message and started to tremble.
I don’t think it was the two pots of coffee.
But that’s a different addiction altogether.
What was I saying?”
This is how you know it’s Web 2.0… it starts with “Hey.”
Well, hey yourself, Facebook.
LET ME IN.
meg, dear… step away from the facebook.
I KNOW!!! I’m getting the shakes as we speak.
I had the same withdrawal symptoms myself. I was afraid it was my computer or something.
Hmmm – might need an intervention
Just Say NO! more!! Your life is much too important to be usurped by Facebook.
as someone who recently suffered a devasting coffee on laptop accident, i was quite alarmed at your capricious coffee/facebooking behavior. my flippin caps won’t lock and look at me. i’m a mess. just be careful… if you’re computer is completely fried, you won’t be able to tell your facebook friends for DAYS. The horror!!
I don’t NEED Facebook. I just like it. A lot.
I suffer too. Have you seen the Graffiti wall application? I love it!
Addict.
(glances in a mirror)
Oi.
I shut up now.
I searched for you on Facebook. There were eight pages of Meg Fowlers (and variants)! I had no idea that is such a popular name. Or do you have separate pages for multiple personalities?
That is how you know. That is totally how you know.
I’ve been putting off taking my laptop in for servicing b/c of my addiction. ;)