...and I'm addicted to the Internet. There, I've said it out loud. Does that mean I'm cured? Hang on, I'll Google that and let you know. In this age of Twitter, Facebook, Myspace, blogging, Linkedin, and real time news what else is a person to do? I was one that never liked "old" news. I mean if I didn't read the newspaper within a few hours of receiving it, what was the use? If something astounding had happened, surely I would have already heard. That's the beauty of the Internet...finding out the facts as they unfold. If you step away from the computer for an hour and return, well, it's already old news. Progress? I'll be the first to say that it's progress that I should start limiting. Oh, if it were just that easy. In this age of laptops, BlackBerries, iPhones, and such, connectivity to the web is inescapable. This past weekend in Abu Dhabi, I went the entire weekend disconnected (not by choice). But guess what, not only did I survive, I found it rather refreshing. I said it was refreshing, but did it cure my addiction? After I finish my Scrabble game, I'll let you know.
While researching Internet addiction for my post, I ran across a site entitled Internet Addiction Recovery. You can join the mailing list, stay tuned to their blog, chat with other addicts, watch videos, and read limitless resources on the subject. Hmm...are you catching the irony of this?