Myspace Repost 3/9/07: Addicted . . .

[re: I thought it'd be wise to move my blog from myspace to here, so here's a post I did back in March]

I never entertained the thought that I have an addiction. I kicked the smokes aside 4 years ago. I barely drink and if I take vicoden 2 days in a row, I consider checking myself into an institution. But alas, I sat around on my day off wondering where the last few years went. The only thing I could think of was: the internet.

Yes, I've wasted more than 4 years sitting in front of the computer. Be it to download new games, music, look up my favorite band, or even "harmless" things like look for jobs. I say wasted because many of the things I did led me to nothing. I figured if I would have stuck to the path I was following out of college, I might have written the great American novel or made some strides in a career I'd be happy with, hell, found the cure for cancer. I used to be a lot more creative with my free time.

Instead, I'm wondering if it's possible to get cancer from the light that emits from the computer monitor. I kind of miss dial-up. At least, it was so painfuil to surf that I'd look at something and get bored of it trying to load and do something else or fall asleep.

Well, I guess I need to find a balance and perhaps something else to do. It's pretty anti-social.

Hello, my name is Ray, and I'm addicted to the internet.


P.S. yes, I realize the irony of posting this blog post, but like I said, "balance".