Unplugged
Too much informationI don't know if it's something in the collective unconscious, or if the volume and speed of internet bloat has reached a tipping point, but lately I've noticed lots of people admitting to an internet addiction. Has anyone else felt this way?
running through my brain
Too much information
driving me insane
Overkill, overkill
over my dead body
Over me, over you
over everybody.
--The Police, "Too Much Information"
Many years ago, we used Solitaire to waste time at our computers. Then it was e-mail. Now it's blogs. We read, we post, we comment, we respond to comments, over and over. Some blogs even e-mail you follow-up comments so you can monitor the conversation without going back to the blog itself. As courteous as a crack dealer who delivers.
Since blogging about breaking an internet addiction is like celebrating a new diet with a chocolate eclair, I'll stop talking and just do it. Here's my chance.
Today I'll take Old Faithful to the car doctor, where I'll have two hours of internet-free writing time. Then I'll go to work, where my boss has, and I am not kidding, a 28.8 kbps modem, allowing only a brief check on one of my e-mail boxes. After work, I'll have time for nothing but my daily scene.
Will 24 hours be enough to detox? We'll see.
In the meantime, leave a comment about how you waste too much time commenting on blogs.
Labels: writing life
2 Comments:
The pet now needs feeding, housing, doctor visits, etc. So you need to get virtual money by hitting the employment office and playing WEBKIN mai jong.
I rationalize the addiction by telling myself that I am helping my child support her pet while she is at school all day.
Right.
Posted by:
moonhart at 5/18/2006 9:16 AM
So, I guess I should admit it- I'm often a lurker. I'm out here but I don't draw attention to myself with comments- I just read your stuff, and move on to the next.
BTW- my confirm word is "ugxltky." Try using it in a sentence!
Posted by:
Sharon GR at 5/18/2006 9:46 AM
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