Facebook And The Problem With Addiction

Moon, our dog, and I are sitting here a little bored on a Saturday night. Lisa (my wife) is in Missouri visiting her niece and nephew. I'm not sure what to do. I don't want to watch a week old rerun of Dancing With The Stars. I'm tired of Facebook. I think Facebook is a ridiculous time waster and I complained for a long time that I don't get the point of it. I actually had a Facebook account for maybe a year before my friends and family started using it. I'm not bragging. I didn't do anything with it all that time, I actually forget why I had it to begin with. As soon as everyone else got on I slowly started being drawn to the dark side. Now I jump on there to check people's status every time I pass the computer. The bad part is, I still think it's stupid and haven't really found a good use for it. It does make a casual conversation with friends easier and an old friend from the Air Force days tracked me down a few days ago, which is neat. Generally I get on there and act kind of creepy. I have no idea why it has that affect on me. I'm quite the immature ass really. I get the feeling that if anything it's actually turning friends and family against me. I'm going to attempt to cool it a little. I noticed that I'm really the only guy I know that's on there so much so that's a little embarassing as well. I feel like a chick. A big bald, hairy-backed, creepy immature chick. Not a good place to be.