Am I a Facebook Addict?

My wife today made a crack about being addicted to Facebook. She makes a lot of those cracks - and quite often - about just about everything I do. From my video games to my cookie indulgences, I seem to be an addict over something.

Of course, these are things I like to do. So, of course she's going to see me doing some things at least once, and maybe twice a day. Admittedly though, my timing could be better at times...such as when I start playing when she's on her way out the door...without the kids. Or when I start munching on cookies about a half hour from when she'd planned on serving dinner. Or when she and I had planned a time to be tender together...and I have a memory lapse and start crushing zombie skulls on the computer.

Last one's a true story, by the way, from several years ago. Boy, she was angry...couldn't sleep with her for a week. There were withdrawls from a completely different addiction there, but let's not go there in front of (potentially) civil company.

So, why is it she's focused pretty tightly on Facebook? It's a new tool I've personally discovered. Just like with anything new in front of me, I want to play around with it some. In the past month, I've found a lot of old friends from high school, newer friends from the college, and both from my online gaming. It's been interesting seeing what all they've been up to, their families, their friends...their gross fascinations.

I'm serious, one of the links someone in this circle of friends put up was to this video of a guy getting his boil lanced. Holy Filthing Poo Storm, it was the nastiest thing I've seen out here...and I've seen a lot of nasty stuff prior to this near-vomitous experience. Worse was the description of the smell associated, and the wretching girls in the background who were supposed to be taking care of this mess.

If you're at all curious as to what I'm talking about - and you have the stomach for it - you can look here, but don't say I didn't warn you. Oh Lord, I am tempted to watch it again...*shudders*

But anyways, the question still presents itself, am I an addict on Facebook? Actually, that's a no, but only on the borderline. The underlying addiction is to electronic gadgetry, to which there are limitless applications. Facebook is simply one of them, and it's quite popular. It's also one of those things I swore I wouldn't get myself into, just like Pokemon and twitter and blogs. And we all know how that turned out.

Oh Lord, did I just admit to Pokemon too? Oh no...