But I Can't Stop

Facebook is evil and horrible. It's the black hole of the digital world. Not even light can escape it. That being said, I can't stop.

The chief reason I hate facebook is that it promotes ADD. Snipits here and there of all kinds of stuff that you don't really need (or want) to know is just a click away. There's a birthday party for Jenny's dog next week in Hoboken, will you attend? Kim just got her car washed. Joe was tagged in the album Look How Thin We Used to Be by Evan Hollister.

Click, click, click. Pretty soon you're reading other people's walls. And soon after that you're getting annoyed at some of your friend's friends. That Denise chick is a bitch! I can't believe she wrote that on Ellen's wall! Then you get an IM from some dude you went to high school with and have been drawn into a text-ation about how he's having trouble in his marriage and is really sad about the death of Farrah Fawcett.

When you finally disengage from the chat-gone-wrong, you see that you have 2 new requests. Martha has asked you to be part of her Mafia Wars family. Tipton St. Marie (you have 6 mutual friends) sent you a friend request - even though you're fairly certain you've never seen, let alone met, Tipton St. Marie.

Then one of your groups has been updated. The Dinner Party Download has sent you a message.

Click, click, click, click, click, click, click. And then you realize that it's 3AM and your brain has drained out your nose. Crap - and you never did post that note that was the whole reason you logged in in the first place.

See? Evil. Horrible. But like the cut in your mouth, irresistable.