tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20809668467685665542011-07-07T18:51:12.927-07:00Jennnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080966846768566554.post-56633772268502222032009-11-05T14:12:00.000-08:002009-11-05T14:30:36.801-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SthmwLCJsFc/SvNQFPEHLII/AAAAAAAADPk/hWHYK-L57vk/s1600-h/DSCN0674-copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SthmwLCJsFc/SvNQFPEHLII/AAAAAAAADPk/hWHYK-L57vk/s400/DSCN0674-copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400748429020703874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I want to do something fun...<br />So I ask myself... "Why are you STILL on the computer?"<br />I often think about the future and hope I don't look back and go "Dang, I shouldn't have wasted some much of my time on that thing.."<br /><br />I think that's when it becomes an addiction... You can't stop, and even if you do, you're back on in at least 10 min. to check if anyone has left a comment on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Facebook</span>. Or your blog. Or your email... make that 2, no 3 emails.<br /><br />The Young one isn't too excited about his confinement in his highchair while I type away... so I will go.<br /><br />And hopefully will NOT be back on in 10 minutes.<br />Bye.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080966846768566554-5663377226850222203?l=myartisticjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jennnoreply@blogger.com0