Posts tagged ‘internet’
10. You no longer get the newspaper – you subscribe to feeds.
9. You have not handwritten a letter more than 1 page in YEARS. You know, with a pen.
8. Google yourself / others.
7. You speak the internet language (LOL, STFU, etc) and start making up your own between friends. TGALJC! HTFU!
6. You send messages to your friends on Twitter that show up on their phone, instead of a direct text. Like this message. And this.
5. Several domains belong to you, even if you’re not actively using it.
4. When you start selling your life on eBay, like Ian Usher.
3. If you stumble at least 10 times a day.
2. When one of the first things you do in the morning, even when running late for work, is to check your email and Facebook.
1. When you’re going on a tropical vacation and you check with the hotel in advance whether they have internet access so you can blog.
“Internet-ized” is my way of saying that internet plays a huge role in one’s life. Internet addiction would be just too harsh to say. I mean, who has time for Internet Anonymous?
Sure, scrabble is fabulous, if I’m playing with a genuine Scrabulous player. But if I’m playing with someone I suspect is cheating, I get very disgruntled, and I want to scream on the top of my lungs that scrabble is SCRABCRAPULOUS!
For those that don’t know, Scrabulous is an online scrabble game through Facebook.
There are some people I play Scrabulous with where we play equally just as good, then all of a sudden they’re placing really nice bingos or scoring 25+ points every move. There are some people I play scrabble with in real life that don’t do so well, but online they’re like professional Scrabble players placing all kinds of awesome bingos.
Imagine my surprise when I read this article. I knew that there were many cheating websites out there, but to discover www.scrabblewordfinder.com within that article just completely astounded me. I thought the cheating websites were more like tools to unscramble your tiles to actual words. The Scrabble Word Finder isn’t like that. It actually enables you to input every single word that is already on the board along with your current tiles, and tells you what your best next move is. What the HELL?
Why do some people have this urge to be better than others and have to prove it in the wrong, cheating way? Is it the crab theory? I understand the natural tendency to want to win, but by cheating? Come on. Go ahead – be better than me. I don’t care. No way in hell am I succumbing to the level of cheating.
Of course, there are people who legitimately play 25+ points almost every move. I’d happily lose to my Scrabble whiz friends. It just makes me want to play more and more, because it’s a true challenge.
I can’t live without the internet, but I can surely live without Scrabulous. I’ll stick to the tried and true Scrabble board on a dining room table.
**Disclaimer: this post is not intended for anyone in particular, just a simple vent and explanation why I’m quitting Scrabulous. So long, my friend, Scrabulous!
For all you StumbleUpon addicts out there, this website is for you!
Best StumbleUpon Related Images out there on the ‘net.
I particularly like the one about uninstalling StumbleUpon when productivity levels get extremely low.
Love,
The girlfriend of a StumbleUpon addict who will get arthritis in his index finger from constantly clicking, you guessed it, “STUMBLE!”
How many of you out there are addicted to the Internet? Raise your hand. Yes, you, raise your hand! You know you’re addicted! You check Facebook during work hours, you check your email 100 times a day like me, you check your stocks every minute or the sport scores, and so on. Hey you back there, you’re not raising your hand? Then what is that in your hand? Oh a sidekick? What’s on the sidekick? A browser? Yep, addicted. Same here.
I don’t know what life would be without the Internet. Granted, there was a time back in the old days where I had to drag my body over to the library to complete a research project. I had to flip through tons of pages to find sources. I was hunched over books, periodicals, and such for hours looking for the perfect source. Even worse, I knew I saw a specific paragraph with the information I needed, but then I couldn’t find it! I would curse under my breath like an 8 year old shouldn’t.
Now, we do it all by a click of the mouse. Poof! I’ve got my information in a nanosecond. My day consists of checking my emails 100 times a day, stumbling upon random and awesome sites (www.stumbleupon.com – download it, you won’t regret it), and searching for answers. The Internet is our new library and I am addicted. Throw me into Internet rehab, I don’t care, because I’d just Google my way out. Just Google it, right?
Right. And I’m spoiled as hell because I get all the information handed to me in a silver spoon just like that. The internet is one of my best friends. If I want to know how to convert 4,444,444 acres into square feet, I just summon Google.com. No need for my calculator. And, oh my gosh, I don’t need my brain either! Wait, what’s a brain? Oh that squirmy, gooey mass in my head? Right! I forgot!
Tonight, I searched, “Why do I remember books more than movies?” and I actually came up short with many search engines. My jaw dropped to the floor. I stared at my laptop, eyes bulging out and all, completely astonished. How the hell can the Internet come up short! The Internet is supposed to be the biggest INSTANT encyclopedia you can find on the face of the earth for this instant-gratification culture. Information age, you hear me!? Do you feel my pain? I need to know why I remember the storyline in books much more than I remember movies!
My life is officially over as you know it. I must find my brain and use it.
