Hi, my name is The Tenant and I have a problem

I feel sorry for drug addicts. They have this insatiable craving, NEED, for somethin that destroys them. It’s on their minds so much that they even devise ways to have it when logically they can’t and shouldn’t. It destroys them and even worse, the people around them. Kids get neglected, parents abandoned, friends forgotten. Just for stupid high. A fix. I wish I could say I’m better than that and have never been addicted to anythin, but the truth of the matter is I’m still battling an addiction. A losing fight for 5 years now. I’m addicted to Facebook. I guess you could say the internet (narcotics) in general, but more specifically Facebook (crack). Gmail is second (heroin) and CNN a close third (nicotine). I mean seriously, who BLOGS while on vacation in Rio? This isn’t a blog about traveling or different countries and cultures. This is a bullshit blog about the bullshit that goes on U.S. and I wasn’t EVEN IN THE COUNTRY! Sad really. I check my Facebook page more than I blink…I’ve counted. On my phone, on my laptop, on my desktop...Facebook is the webpage that is up. And even when Facebook abuses me with its new and unimproved layout, I still return. I still have to check my inbox (which has been the bigger source of my woes since I have a group of addict friends and all we do is send messages…ALL FUCKING DAY!), check my notifications: “Did anyone look at my pictures?” “Who found my status message funny or witty?” “Who wants to be my friend now? It better be a she and she better be hot otherwise I don’t need ANOTHER stranger in my life” It gets worse too. Because like all good (bad) drugs not only is it highly addicting, it ruins your life too! And while I don’t have the time (more like you don’t have the attention span) to list out all the negatives, I will touch on the recent “let me tell you useless facts about me” notes that have been popping up. I thought it was over with the “20 random facts” side effect…wrong, WRONG. This is Facebook we’re talkin bout. Now I’ve just seen a note: “How have you changed in 20 years” which is a series of questions for each decade of your last 2….WHAT THE FUCK MANNNNNN. If you only 21 years old, HOW THE FUCK WOULD THIS NOTE EVEN APPEAL TO YOU? You ain’t done nothin but stopped pissing your pants and learned to drive a car. WHOOPTY FUCKING DOO! Like I said, I can go on…but this Rant isn’t about me. I lie, it is about me…but I need an excuse to check my wall.