There is no doubt that I have never felt as much pressure to do anything as I’ve felt about joining facebook. Relentlessly my friends bargained offering me favors and treats to join but it was only after three days of water boarding that I finally surrendered. Of course, once you are part of this cult you feel the innate need to get others to join. Thought we were going to have a great debate about health care – I’d turn it into why you should join facebook. Thought it would be fun to play a board game, I’d spend the whole time telling you why it was better to play virtually on facebook.
The sad thing is, I didn’t have a relationship with my “friends” on facebook, I had a compulsive affair with facebook itself. I didn’t suddenly reconnect with the snob that carved bitch in my 8th grade locker but it didn’t stop me from spending 40 minutes looking at photos of her five kids and mullet-head boyfriend. Instead of actually reading books, now I was spending hours making lists about books I’d like to read. Instead of having a beer with a real live friend now I was sending my friends jpegs of cocktails. And what an easy addiction to have, can’t smoke cigarettes in public anymore – but you can have facebook at home, at work, and on your phone (in fact I can’t figure out how to remove the factory installed ap from my blackberry!)
And like any addict should, I quit. And it wasn’t easy – I cried, I shook, and I screamed with dry heaves and cold sweats. But I got through it and now I’ve been over 60 days clean. But I won’t lie to you as every day is a challenge. I am tempted by baby photos and people’s vacation videos but I know that I have to stay away as once an addict, always an addict.
Berry-ly friends
1 ounce fresh lemon juice
1 ounce mint syrup
1 ounce strawberry puree
4 ounces sparkling wine