As commanded....

My blog today folks will be about how much time I think I have spent on this computer in the last week. My eyesees are little squareseez.

Yes. It has happened. I have finally joined MSN. It is addictive. It is really truly a dangerous past time. I think I need to join a support group. (Do they have any online?)

I dream I am getting messages and that I am the most prolific immer to have ever lived. I see nothing good that can result from this. My fingers are all at least a centimeter shorter than when this began.

So what is the attraction to this? I certainly wouldn't stay on the phone that long. I just wouldn't. So why on the computer. As I type this someone I know signed on and I am desperately fighting the urge to instant message them. I have issues. I have to go now ... can't...fight...it...