Help me, My Space!

It truly is amazing, what a reflex it is. Every time I pick up my laptop, I immediately go to log on to MySpace! I am a smoker and never really considered myself a person enslaved by petty addictions. Sure, I have habits and can be neurotic like any east coast lady worth her decaf, but shit I had no idea. It is like a social tick, I just want more little taste, one more little - oh, here I am in the world! Here are my friends! Maybe I need to print out all the photographs from MySpace and hang them up in my room so I can view my friends outside the digital world?