No Nerve, Never

on internet addiction

email is a durty tool, as Crutcha once said.
it allows for word grinding with men who are taken (i mean, this is what i hear on the streets), word grinding with men you have no interest in, word grinding with women you potentially want to go kd lang with (again, this is what i hear), and WORSE OF ALL, it allows for word grinding with highly innapropriate people. you know, bosses, professors, ex-boyfriends, old friends you want nothing to do with, new friends you want nothing to do with, etc.
plus. email is just one more way that people can realize that you're an asshole.
"you never answer the phone, you never write letters, you never leave me comments on MySpace. now you don't even return my emails?????" oh the crutchery.

there is a crazy amount of information about me on the internet. this scares me.
not because i'm afraid of stalkers, or because i think pedophiles are going to try to molest me (i should be so lucky).
no. what scares me about my internet presence is that now everyone knows that i was not, as i claimed, away from my computer.
"wait a minute! there's no way you were in Kosovo as you claimed you were! you last logged onto neve/myspace/friendster/work email/your blog/your livejournal/AIM this morning at 9am!!! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE, WHY ARE YOU IGNORING ME?!?!?"

ahem. i digress.

my excuse for everything lately is that i'm too busy.
but i'm a fraud.
because the truth of the matter is that despite the jobs, and the schoolwork, and all that other bullshit i claim to be doing, i always come home to the internet.
that's right.
i love my men and i love my dog,
BUT
the true love in my heart and crotch
is trolling the internet.

posted by Cristina @ 11:29 PM