March 25, 2006
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Xanga Addiction Part 2
I am at the St. Louis Science Center. One of their exhibits is the internet connection. I stopped and updated my xanga account from the Science Center.
Describe a sign you are addicted to Xanga (Extra points for creativity).
Comments (171)
Everywhere i go im like “i need to update xanga” or “i wonder if they commented back” and once your best friends are all on xanga… and they know more about you than your best friends, i would say your addicted…
im addicted
YAY!!!! I’M FIRST!!!
Well, if you constantly feel the need to edit your entry after you posted like an hour before, and you say, “I’ll only be on for a minute for homework!” and you spend 2 hours checking your comments and friends’ sites.
Have a fantabulous day!
~xX_tRaGiCkInGdOm_Xx
DAMN’T I’M NOT FIRST!!!!
But I am Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth.
Yes, I’m addicted!
I’m not badly addicted but I looked rather crazy in the New Orleans hotel, holding my laptop in the air to get a signal…
the first thing you think when you get up in the morning is “i wonder if so-and-so commented me back!”
or the like.
That I am sitting on here right now (quite happily) even when my kids aren’t home and it’s just me and Jay home.
And…..that in the Summer when we go to the beach house every weekend I think about xanga constantly even though I know weekends on xanga aren’t that great/busy!
You’re having sex and wondering how you can work that into a new post.
If your home is on fire and you grab your laptop to post something like,
“A Burning House
I’m writing as I’m running down a flight of stairs to get to safety. My house is burning down but I need to post about this.
What would you do if your house is on fire?”
Maybe. xD
I think you already gave a big one! Hmm… another one… Possibly that as things occur to me, I set my mind to the thought of writing out my next post in my head, as I’m out doing the “more important things.”
a) the frst thing I do when I wake up in the morning is check my xanga
b) the last thing I do before I go to bed is check my xanga
c) I often think in “xanga mode”, as in, I formulate my thoughts as though they were for a xanga ptos
Ah, also as was first commented… whenever I see a computer, I have this nearly irresistable urge to check my comments.
I do a) and b) of what a_philosophress posted. Sorry I’m not very creative.
oh, and I did something like that once. Except it was updating fromthe sony store on black friday. then I wondered into the apple store where my sister was and checked my subscription log from one of their computers.
~~~megan
I don’t think I’m quite addicted yet…but I did have to peek in and see the creative thoughts.
My new reason to get online is to see if anyone updated/commented/whatever…
I always have someone’s xanga open
I’m commenting on this site, i don’t even know you
I update nearly everyday
I get pissed if i cant get online to update
i use google to get pics for my site
my mom has a site…. I set it up
and last but not least
i know im addicted
because i’m having no trouble at all coming up with reasons to prove that i’m addicted
–Ellie
when you get the first comment on this site,,, 3 times
Okay okay, I’m addicted. But it’s the best way to procrastinate dammit!
i think i would feel the need to check my xanga even if i was thousands of miles away from comfort…give me the internet, my xanga and i don’t think i would ever feel the need to call up anyone.
XOXO,
cG.
lol i like icebox_cyclepath’s idea
I wake up at night for bathroom break and check my xanga for comments ….. lolz
You know you’re addicted to Xanga when:
You say “That’s going in my Xanga” or “That’s a Xanga moment” when something happens to you.
You say LOL, OMG, IMHO, and/or LMAO in real life.
If somebody invites me to visit their blog at whatever.com and it’s not xanga.com I automatically scratch them off my list.
Yay! I’m in the top 50!
i’m at school and i see someone and i tell my friends “omgsh..*person* did this yesterday” and “omgsh, they’re parrot just died!” or whatever. i’m addicted! i also start writing my xanga entries during school so that everything makes it in there.
Updating at the Science Center.
– Pretty strong sign you’re addicted. 
When you dream about posting in your Xanga.
when you’re sitting in class writing Xanga entries when you can’t actually get online to post them. or if you’re driving and think, “yep, I should remember to post this…” or when you post details about nothing just because you can.
When you spend hours researching what you want to put into a post or comment.
It’s in the shortcut link at the top of every computer I come into contact with….
About two weeks ago, while in the Library, I considered sitting down at one of the computers on the second floor and updating my Xanga, while I was waiting for my dad to get back from validating our garage-parking slip. I stopped myself, though, knowing that I didn’t really need to. It was a quick thought, but I think it’s a sign that I spend a bit too much time on, or thinking of this website.
Stephen
When you sign onto the internet from your cell phone to check xanga even though you know it costs an obscene amount of money to do so, and even though you know that you’ll probably barely be able to read it anyway.
you start dreaming about people you’ve never met before, but whom you consider your best friends
I am addicted. I knew when my husband had a tizzy fit and said that the computer was more important than him….and I checked my xanga site anyways! Hey….you have to take a stand somewhere.
i have dreams about commenting on people’s xangas.
I think you proved you are…
I’m not really sure. I’m only really addicted to Finding Nemo. But I’m counting on addictions to Xanga. I’m going to use it to take over the world. But don’t tell anyone.
Oh…I was thinking a sign like a “stop sign.” LOL! I guess you are addicted when you can’t stop something. Since I took a vacation from Xanga I am not addicited to Xanga. Now, I am addicted to reality TV ad I proudly admit it. I live for American Idol. Enough said.
I am not addicted yet.!! I like xanga and meeting people of all walks of life, I would never be able to meet other wise. I am shy, my writting is not good, getting a little better, long way to go.!
Thank you Dan. for being my friend!
You open your bag of Cheetos and see one of those rare ones that resembles the Elaphant Man and yell aloud ”Ohmygosh! I have to take a picture and xanga about this!” When you’re spacing out in history class, you’re wondering if anyone has commented on your site. You spend hours surfing Xanga to find new and exciting thing to add to your site and then spend hours trying to customize it even though you know know squat about HTML. The first thing you do, no matter what, when you get home is read your subs. I am an addict. Is there a 12-step program for this?
…Firing up my daughter ancient hand-me-down laptop because I can’t wait 30 minutes for her to finish writing her History paper on my computer.. Took 10 minutes to boot it up…
two years ago…christmas day…family all gathered “in the spirit”… i start diddling around with my sister in law’s lap top and the first thing i do is log on to xanga. o_O pfft. i’m better now. yep yep. the xanga 12 step program can’t be far behind, don’t you think?
[we won't even discuss how many sites i have...most made to leave one comment one place...as a joke.]
when you wake up in a cold sweat screaming ” I DIDNT SAVE MY LOOK AND FEEL !!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
hehe~wisdom of a 13yr old
When you think for 10 minutes trying think of something worthy of Dan’s ‘comment creativity points’
That I’m xanga obsessed?
Ha. I’m here.
Typing this.
Right now.
That’s pretty obsessive.
if you think more about it than you do about pie
everybody loves pie
when you stare at the screen waiting for an update, or an eprop. not that i do it :-d
i start to talk in message board lingo- my dh and my ds made a joke lol
Sometimes I will keep refreshing my page over and over to see if I had any comments. I’m a dork..lol.. I know.
yes. i am addicted. every time i trun on a computer which would allow xanga.
Probably the fact that I check my comments, xanga’s and stats
atleast 50 times a day. It works well into my schedule, but I
must admit that it can be obsessive.
um, the fact that I’ve figured out how to get around my schools sonicwall filter that blocks xanga, just to see if i have new comments.
Well, I’m here again, aren’t I?
I’m not really addicted, but sometimes when I’m doing something new, or something funny happens, or when I’m on the bus coming home from school, I think of how I would word the day for a xanga post (but then I never actually post it because I realize how stupid it is, but I do it a lot)
You give people a range of eprops for what they say, 0 if you disagree, 1 if you somewhat agree, or 2 if you really agree.
You reply to people starting with RYC
when life is lived around Xanga.. then you are totally addicted…
is that me? OMG!
When I took a trip to Mexico last summer, every night before I went to sleep I would try and guess how many more comments I got that day, who updated, and what they updated about. When we were at the airport to go home, I literally jumped for joy because right outside of our waiting area was a place with about 20 computers, with internet access, of course.
I don’t have interent at my house but I call my friend everynight around 10 and ask her if anyone has commented me that day.
You take every little thing that happens throughout the day and say “Hm, that could make a good entry.”
That and you bump into a guy in the mafia in Russia and your second thought (after the initial “Am I going to die?”) is, “Man, I cannot WAIT to write on Xanga about THIS!”
I know I’m addicted.
“Oh, man! Did you see what [insert name here] put on their Xanga last night? Hilarious!”
Xanga = CULT.
Ditto crystal_raye…..
I’m on it so much….and I’m constantly thinking…’that could go on my xanga!’
If you consistently are in the top 20 on theologians cafe.
You know how you plan stuff you’re going to say to somebody in the mirror or while you’re in the shower? Yeah. I plan my Xanga posts in the shower.
I am addicted.
No doubt.
You know you’re addicted when you leave a party to go see what you’re xanga friends latest posts.
Actually I had a dream about updating my Xanga once.. boy, that’s sad.
Not getting eProps on a comment bothers you so much you bring it up to that person the next time you see them, or you find their Messenger Screenname to ask them.
I’m totally addicted-I dream about Xanga. One of my Xanga friends is battling infertility and I’ve had a few dreams where I check her site and she’s pregnant. Or when I still nursed my son I would check my Xanga after a nighttime feeding. Or I get completely frazzled if I don’t have internet access for whatever reason. “Hello, my name is Molly and I’m a Xangaholic”.
checking dans site to see if he updated every 30 minutes or sooner!
10 Signs of a CXA (Chronic Xanga Addict)
1) you visit your xanga more than once a day
2) xanga vocab slips into everyday conversation (“major e-props”)
3) you carry paper just in case something post-worthy happens
4) you see people in town you never talk to, yet you know their name.. xanga name.
5) you’ve read the FAQ section so much, your friends call you for xanga help
6) all of your friends have been recruited and are turning into addicts
7) Google Images is frequently visited in search for a better background picture
8) you own more than one xanga and are faithful to each one
9) each time xanga is down, you feel nauseous because you can’t check your comments and subscriptions
10) you don’t think any of the above is abnormal behavior
painfully true, dan.
I was once sitting in the airport in Birmingham, Alabama and I spent roughly 15 minutes hitting the tiny keys on my cell phone to update my xanga by way of my cell phone’s 1″x1″ screen. And after 15 min or so of plinking away at the message when I returned home I realized it was only about one line long. That’s when I decided that maybe it was time to join Xanga Users Annamous. I’ve been in therapy for about 8 months now, and I’m finally down to only posting 3 or so times a day, and checking my xanga only 12 times a day.
I think about what I should type on my web page alot & who to read…
~Ashley
Also….while I’m still here…another way you may know you are addicted to Xanga is when you stop using people’s real names and start refering to them by their Xanga handles. “Did you hear what Lordjabez said to AndyBreaksEverything…..”
its genetic
I check it before I check the news, favourite sites, my email……… I work it into conversations…. it’s rather sad lol
and yet I LOVE it
Whenever something eventful occurs, your first thought is, “I’m going to put this on my xanga as soon as I can!”
when you have 3 post in one day. thats addiction i used to to that way back. then i took a break now im back to posting everyday. its rather annoying when i check my xanga just to see if i have comments or whatever. lol its fun and i check to see what other people write.. hmm i used to be addicted to myspace but now im back onto xanga.. =)
i talk about xanga at school
When I wake up I check my Xanga
Before I go to sleep I check my Xanga
Then of course there are various times during the day that I check my Xanga just to see if you have commented me Dan!!
If you wake up EARLY to have time to check your xanga – before your alarm goes off!
When I’m on the internet, I almost always have a window open for my xanga. Also, when I go to the address bar to type in something else, like “ma” (so the choice mail.yahoo.com will come up), I almost always type in “xa” (for xanga.com/private) automatically, because it is the address I type most often.
Like typing or playing a musical instrument, it’s an action embedded in my nervous system.
When you get overly excited because you are the First Person to post a comment.
I know I’m addicted because throughout my day if something interesting, strange, significant or random happens, my first thought is “I can’t wait to blog this…”
every morning i wake up super early just to see how many comments i have,,and to read comments,,,&& to read my friends xangas.
zach
If I’m watching a show every time a commericial comes on, I’ll run and check if I have any more comments.
if you try to quit about 6 times like I did.
i checked it from those demo computers from a best buy: P
Why because I think about you all the time Danny boy…..
Candy
Well yea im addicted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH im so addicted that i go above and beyond to take pics and out them on there!!!!!! i talk about everything on there? but thats only because im frigen bored everyday and its so cold u cant go outtside!!!!!!!!!so u tell me if im addicted look at my site i must perfect it every figgen sec!
I woke up unexpectedly one night a couple of weeks ago and started thinking about things to post about. I collected so many ideas that I got pen and paper and started writing them down.
I listed about 20 or so and got tired again. I turned out the light to go back to sleep, but the ideas kept coming. I ignored the rest of them and went to sleep. Who knows what golden treasures were lost because I got lazy and let sleep rule over Xanga
True story.
L,r
When I’m trying to write a paper for one of my classes and I start using my Xanga non-formal writing style instead of my formal MLA essay/research style.
Or when you’re trying to acces your school account, which uses your real name and a pre-assigned password, and you type in your Xanga username and password by accident.
I have my days…like now, I’m supposed to be studying for a test and I check xanga in-between topics. But, I also take whole weeks off at a time. As Aristotle said, Moderation is the Golden Mean.
when you start dreaming about xanga
when you go to a science center and have to update for all to see
I live near the science center! (when not at school) isn’t it fun? sorry about the randomness
Henry and I tried to go to the Science Center on Tuesday but they were cloesd when we got there
I have checked my xanga at hotels, school, work, friend’s houses, and on and one! LOL
When you don’t break down and get a MySpace, even if everyone and their mom has one.
LOL! That’s amazing! I believe you’ve asked this question before, sir, and I believe I answered that I often do random things just so I’ll have an adventure to write on Xanga about. Which is still true.
Are these points redeemable for prizes? To bad…one sign I’m addicted…I check it at least 3 or 4 times a day…post on everyone’s site whenever my little one is taking a nap. Does that count? I loved the St.Louis Science center when I was there…
I know I am addicted to Xanga when I feel the need to check or update my blog every two minutes. Whenever I can’t check my Xanga, such as when I am at school because the site is blocked, the day seems to drag on.
You are addicted when you would rather talk to cyber people at xanga than real people in your life.
You are addicted when you have a job that doesn’t allow you to use the computer but when no one is looking you sneak into an office and open xanga real fast just to check your comments. Then you have to do a ‘Clear History, Delete Files, and Delete Cookies’ to erase all traces of your sneaky ways.
When you reply to someone in conversation, you picture yourself pressing the comment link.
When you’re on often enough to consistently be in TheTheologiansCafe top five comments.
You get online just for Xanga.
You know you are addicted ……………..
When you realize you are not getting any new comments. Then you know you have to update to get some more.
When you feel like you are left out of the loop because you missed a whole day.
When you know the names of xanga friends pets.
when you jack into The Xanga…that would be fun!…as long as Agent John doesn’t come after you
lol thats hilarious!
When you used to fast forward through tv commercials, but now you see it as a two minute opportunity to check your xanga.
OMG, some one help me ………….. I am addicted!
When I open my internet browser, I, without thinking, automatically type in http://www.xanga.com in the address bar.
I dream about people I know from Xanga whom I’ve never actually met in person. I want to date several of my Xanga girls, one in particular. Also, I’ve checked my Xanga from the Apple computer store at Mall of America. The first thing I do when I wake up is turn on the comp and check my Xanga. The first thing I do when I get home from work is check my Xanga. A good portion of my ego and self worth these days I think centers around the number of eprops I get. I don’t watch TV anymore because Xanga is so much more fun. I’m looking forward to the 1st annual Xanga world wide get together convention where I can wear my stick on “Hello, I’m UR_MUSE” name tag. Someone remind me to get a real life. On second thought, forget it. This is funner than real life.
When I am supposed to be looking something up or doing something else, I end up going to Xanga and spending hours on sites, leaving comments, and looking for layouts.
I really think I need to go to an Xanga-Anonymous class….Everywhere I go I’m like “OOO If I meet new people I can ask if they have an xanga & subscribe to them…” and I always want to comment/subscribe back to people…..hahaha I need help =X
Someone may have already said this… but…
If you blog on the toiltet using a laptop.
No… I don’t have a laptop.
Kisses! Wendy
That was supposed to be toilet! ROFLMAO!!!
When Xanga is your home page.
*ashamed* =[
When something new happens and instead of focusing it in your life at the moment your mind kind of wanders because you are plotting exactly what you are going to type and how you’re going to type it and the size and the font..all the way down to the very very very last detail. Then, you spend hours lieing awake in bed angry because you never got to the computer and you can’t sleep becuase you didnt get to post and you lie awake plotting what you will and how wonderful it will be. Then, when you finally do get to sleep you dream of it.
So basically when you spend every second of every day thinking of xanga.
So yes. I am most hopelessly addicted.
<33 Anne Sheehan
Chain Checking:
Doing the “rounds” at various personal sites with feedback… attempting to get off, then realizing as one round is finished, it’s time to check the first sites again!
Stopping and undating your xanga from a science center, hehe
Every 5 minutes, you check who updated
Hey! Where are my creativity bonus points?!!!
I check for new comments every second and for updates by you and some other xanga celebs.
to get into our school computers you have to enter your ID number and the password with it…
and EVERY SINGLE TIME i enter “ooliveoo_for_the_xxmusicx” and then my Xanga password. and then i get frustrated because i have to start all over.
You know when your addicted to Xanga when you have your computer set so it automatically opens to your private page.
I don’t know if you can do that. But I’m sure there’s someone out there that has.
your in st. louis. that’s not so far away from me! 6 hours! i’m addicted cause i tried to update at the welness center today but found out xanga was blocked
The pizza delivery guy just walks in and you pay him in e props..
You’re at work, and every time you compile a program, you flip over to Xanga and refresh to see if anyone commented or updated their site. Yeah…Guilty as charged.
~t~
When you takes pictures soley for the purpose of posting them on xanga. I do that. and when I am doing something fun/crazy/spontaneous, I’m thinking “This will be a great Xanga post!”
When you write in a Xanga rather than a personal journal & have your personal thoughts on protected mode because yout trust the people on your protected list..even though you have never physically met them. And last, when you see things/people on the street & think ‘Oh that reminds me of my reader [insert username here]“
Oh an also, when your day is ruined because you have just discovered that one of your favorite subscriptions suddenly decided to quit Xanga.
When, while traveling, you look for internet kiosks so you can update.
you come home drunk on your 21st birthday and you can’t even type but you try to check your Xanga anyway
I was there the other week! Did you see the Titanic exhibit?????
I have a short cut programed on my computer so in order to bring up my homepage on Xanga all I have to hit is: Ctrl+Alt+Z
if you get mad when you’re friend is clueless about something…. i mean they should know right? YOU POSTED IT ON YOUR XANGA! lol
When I begin to type a URL into the browser box, my fingers immediately move to “x,” then “a,” then “n,” and I type xanga.com before I realize it.
only checking my mail for updates from xanga or looking for feedback on my posts..
You subconsciously type into the address bar “www.xanga.com” but you meant to go to a completely different site.
When you constantly think about your site, when you plan an entry, when you check every 5 minutes for comments, when you desperately plea for comments.
I fear I suffer from this tragic addiction.
I checked my Xanga comments while driving home from work tonight. Either I’m addicted or stupid or both.
You know you’re addicted to xanga when:
1. You can discuss eProps, trackers, and blogrings as easily as milk, gas, and hamburgers.
2. You measure time by space in between posts.
3. A good day is defined by the length of time it took someone to give you a comment.
When I sign on, Xanga throws out a chain that wraps around me and then a padlock appears out of nowhere, and locks the chain wound around me. Kindly, it leaves my arms free, but to eat and pee are conundrums!
When you have random stupid moments throughout the day and say to yourself, “I’ve gotta blog that!!”
I don’t thnk I am particularly addicted to it. But I must say we love the Science Center. It’s great!!! One of the few things we miss not living there any longer.
During sex, you realize that checking for comments is more important than an orgasm.
if people have a better chance of reaching you by leaving a comment on your xanga then by calling your house, cell phone, emailing you, or even coming over, then i’d say you’re addicted.
We went way to downtown Manhattan because of some HP stuff I was doing last summer, and Scholastic, the American HP publisher, has a store down there. The Apple store is near there, and I figured I could get some new earphones because my old ones got squished (long story, that), and after I found the earphones mom was exploring the rest of the store. I went on to all the demo computers I could find–as surreptitiously as possible, taking a lot of time, and for some reason they hadn’t locked their internet options and I could change the homepages. So I changed them all to Xanga, and then I logged on to one and was all Woo hoo I’m in the apple store!
Highly amusing.
I won’t even start on how addicted I am.
you check for comments every 3 minutes and update while in the peruvian airport when you left your group to “go to the bathroom”
When I find myslef popping in during my lunch hour at work.
ummm i would say that u r addicted if u think about xanga more than absolutely anytning else and u do anything to get on the pc one more time and see what happened
How are you like Missouri? It pretty much rocks. Yes, but KC is much cooler. You know you’re obsessed with xanga when you update it in a museum. And you know you are a little sad… lol… it’s OK though… I find it entertaining.
I’m standing here, totally exhausted at almost midnight, desperately needing sleep and the only thing keeping me from my bed is my xanga. I’d rather read what you have to say Dan, than get the rest I need!
When I had no internet, I would write my entries on wordpad to update it here and all I thought about was how long I’ve been gone from it. lol
Whenever you take a picture, you look at it, and if it’s good, say “Oh yeah! That’s going on Xanga!”
=]
[ariana]
When you check your own Xanga every two minutes to see if someone has commented on your three-week-old post.
When you check Theologoan’s Cafe every two minutes to see if anyone interesting has commented or Dan has updated.
When you are too dumb to subscribe to a page you like and have to visit the page twenty times in one day to see if they have updated, and then their next update is about how some idiot visited their site twenty times in one day without commenting. Oops.
while doing mission work in New Zealand and Thailand, every minute of my day was planned: we went to bed at 10 or 11pm and woke up at 6 or 7am.
and even though our days were long and i was alwasy super tired, i would wake up at least an hour early everyday and get dressed in the dark just so that i could go downstairs to the hotel lobby to check my site.
and also…
sometimes i find myself just…g a z i n g… at my site.
not updating.
not reading comments.
just…g a z i n g.
im writing in my xanga while a party is going on downstairs. If that isn’t addiction, i dont know what is.
When you actually start a, “MySpace sucks! Xanga rocks!” fight.
Also, no offense, but being on the Top Ten doesn’t help.
You get on Xanga at work and open more than one tab so you can hide it when the boss comes by.
What others have said; that certain situations will draw a “I need to blog that” thought or comment.
when i come into work, the first website i access is xanga. when i wake up in the morning, the first thing i do is check my xanga.
when you wake up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and decide to just check your blog site real fast to see if anything new is up.
it doesnt really matter because xanga is gettting gay
When you feel like you must update from some remote place. I was in Galway, Ireland and I went into an Internet Cafe to do the very same thing.
everyday when I woke up, I check my xanga (Did anyone leave me a message?) When I’m having my breakfast, lunch, dinner, I update my xanga (Did anyone come to my xanga?) I update my xanga when I have internet accesses. I think I’m too addicted.. So, sometimes I just watch Tv and stop checking and updating about my xanga.
When I go on trips, like I am now, every action I take, every picture, every video, EVERYTHING, I joke with myself about how I’m doing them to drum up material for my blog. I went to Miami and ultra music festival… so I could write about it. As I’ve walked around, danced, met people, I’ve been writing my next blog entry in my head. This trip is over, and the 14 page illustrated story is already finished. I will write it on the plane home.
This morning eating a mcgriddle and drinking new richer more robust coffee I thought about that. I thought about stopping, about not publishing the pictures, the videos or anything, any more.
I haven’t decided yet, but I’ve caused some pain and anger and I wrote myself “when my ripples are more of pain than joy I will consider change”
It wasn’t a blog entry that caused the pain, but the whole thing is documented here on xanga in other blogs.
I get addicted to all kinds of things. I indulge in them to the point of insanity. Then I really can just let. them. go. Walk away and not crave them. Xanga is the same thing.
My computer was brook for a week and a half and so I went on my church’s to check for comments. The phrase “Oh em gee!” is now commonplace with friends who has xangas.
This isn’t creative, but true all the same. I know I’m spending too much time on Xanga when I am desperately tired and other people in the house have already gone to bed, and I’m still sitting here at the computer, hooked into Xanga.
When you know so much about HTML from errors that your friends will call you up to ask something of you or if once you’ve logged onto AOL you can click the XANGA shortcut on the taskbar with your eyes shut!
everytime i go on a vacation, no matter how long it is, i must find an internet cafe 3 times (at the very very least) and check my e-mail to find out what happened in my subscriptions, who commented me, and then afterwards, check my xanga to post what i’ve been doing during my vacation.
you’re addicted when you start asking random people if THEY are addicted. it also doesn’t help when you make up a points system and give them out to the subscribers who are most creative in their responses.
….well, do I get the points?
spending $15 in an airport for 20 minutes of internet time in Minneapolis just so I could update while I was out of town
How about when you honestly feel a stronger connection to your Xanga friends than your real life friends. And when your comments back and forth resemble a conversation, rather than just a comment.