Hi there! My name is Bart and I'm a MySpace addict. [Pause for proper response from support group] I've been doing MySpace for about three years now and it has taken a heavy toll on me. It has cost me my free time, my productivity, and my sleep. While it's true that I've met a lot of really great people through this site, they have (as often as not) gotten me into serious social, psychological, and legal trouble. The time I spend on MySpace has interfered with my desire to go to work, though since I work with serial rapists and murderers, I don't suppose that's saying much. The problem is that when I AM at work, I risk losing my job for spending the vast majority of my time scouring the Internet for graphics that I can post on my friends' pages. Yes, yes...I frequently receive a boost to my ego when I open my email and see how many Friend Requests I have waiting for my approval, but given that 92% of those are sent from the Philippines and are direct links to pornography websites, it kinda takes the excitement out of it. My cynicism has pushed the envelope since I joined MySpace. Also, I worry that I have been neglecting my cat. Yet I remain a loyal and willing servant to Myspace because every once in a great while, I run across someone who is actually worth knowing. I've made several very good friends here who enjoy who I am and who find my jaded sense of humor to be moderately charming. And that makes all of the unsolicited adult website offers that inundate my government email almost worth the trouble. Almost.Sneaky Cat
