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Okay Okay, I'm Addicted

Dear Ms. Blog,

I am sorry you have been abandonded by your said owner, that being me.

I'm sure you're feeling neglected and curious as to why, considering all the goings on that seem to be happening here in Korea now that the weather has turned.

It's not that I'm taking you for granted, which I suppose you might think, as you are an old friend, and as people often do with the ones they love thes most, that I am pushing you aside, casting you out, finding a newer younger model.

Well, that's not entirely true. Although I have to admit to you, and really admiting you have a problem is the first step, that I have realised something.

I have an addiction. Quite a serious one. And I'm just going to say it, like ripping a bandaid off really quickly, it's FACEBOOK.

Blog, FACEBOOK has taken over all of my computer time without me even realising.

You can blame sister C for starting the whole thing. She invited me, I signed up and now, I just can'!

I go on to check if I have any new posts on my wall and the next thing I'm sifting through pictures of people I haven't seen in 15 YEARS.

The interface is so incredibly fantastic (okay, there goes Back in the Motherland's eyes rolling to the back of her head) that you just really can't help but get lost in it all.

Blog, I'm confident that eventually people will have to start to pay for the service, and when that time comes, I know that my addicting ways will have to stop.

Until then, please be patient with me.

And maybe get yourself a FACEBOOK account...

Yours truly
the FB convert


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