As I begin this blog, it is 1:30 in the morning, and I cannot fall asleep. I just bought new sheets at Target, on sale, and apparently, they are not helping in my sleeping. I thought about what there even is to do at 1:30 in the morning. The answer: nothing. Attempting to get plenty of sleep is evidently not in the cards for me tonight. So, here I am, blogging.
My freshmen year of college, due to the peer pressure of my friends, I reluctantly got on a website known as The Facebook. Probably most of you have heard of it, and it’s possible that most of you are on it. If you’re not, don’t give into the unruly temptation. Yes, disinclined, I joined that cult known as Facebook. In the beginning, it was kind of like, “whatever.” But, soon after, I started getting all these friend requests, and event requests, and people writing on my wall, and then, before I knew it, I was addicted. I would eagerly retreat to my dormitory after class, or as UNC would like to call them: residence halls, and hop on my computer to check what was new in the world of Facebook. I couldn’t stop. Five minutes into cracking open my text books and I would have to know what was going on with my friends. Most likely, nothing considering that five minutes before I cracked open my text book, I was on Facebook. Some how, I managed to break the habit of checking Facebook every ten seconds and get a social life that didn’t involve me and my computer.
However, I have recently found a new addiction: MLBlogs. Yes, not one day will pass where I do not find myself on this site checking my blog for comments and looking to comment on others. I can find myself falling into the same pattern that happened with “the cult” (I’m referencing Facebook, in case some of you didn’t get that… I wasn’t actually ever in a cult). I can’t help myself. I’ll go on my computer to actually do something with significance and will, by habit, type in www.mlblogs.com. Then I’ll think, “… how did I get here?” They’re like black out moments where you have no idea how you got there, but you’re there.
So, this evening… or… I guess, this morning, when I was lying in bed still awake as the clock struck 1:30, my thoughts were this, “I can’t fall asleep… I should blog.” Now, by no means would I compare MLBlogs to Facebook; that’s like comparing a banana to a stop sign, there’s no comparison. Facebook must be some type of cult and MLBlogs is like my happy place. However, you can be addicted to good things too, like chocolate. Well… wait, strike that (ha ha… baseball… strike… joke… sort of… okay,
no, it sucked). Chocolate is not a healthy addiction, but I think I’d rather be addicted to something like chocolate than to something like being stung by jellyfish. That wasn’t as random as it sounded, I watched something on the Discovery Channel about the irukandji jellyfish. By the way, that is Spongebob Squarepants, and he is not chasing irukandji jellyfish. Anyway, so in the spirit of starting a support group for players lost to us, perhaps it’s time to start up an MLBlogs anonymous group as well.
Of course, there is no doubt in my mind that when baseball season finally decides to arrive, I will be even more addicted than I am now. Oh man, am I in for it.
Ehem… My name is Emily, and I am an MLBlogaholic.
Well, maybe I can get to sleep now that I’ve got that off my chest. If I recall, the first step is admitting you have a problem. However, since my heart holds a place for my #2 baseball team, the Red Sox, I’ll leave you all with these comics… because I like comics.
I feel for you, Red Sox fans. I really do.