I'm only slightly addicted.

Oh, Mafia Wars.  Why do I feel compelled to check in on you every few hours?  Why do I become annoyed when I don't receive an energy pack right away?  Why do I feel giddy when I level up?

I am well aware that playing Mafia Wars has no value add to my life.  I know it is a time sucker.  But, in my defense, I don't have that many vices.  I don't drink, smoke, shoot heroin, troll, or other such unsavory activities.  I believe I do it because it is a mindless escape.  The boys wear me out mentally.  Grading essays wears me out mentally.  Keeping the rest of my life together wears me out mentally.  So, I am entitled to a little escapism.

Any extra Blackmail Photos?

Welcome to my blog

Ah, the Internet.  The Internet is both the best and the worst invention for an English major.  We can publish our brilliant works for the entire connected world to read and admire (whoo-hoo!).  We are also witness to the butchering and demise of the English language (ack!).  I am astonished at the high number of blogs and discussion forums that I read where basic grammar and spelling are cast aside ("I" is always capitalized, people!).  Now it is my turn to wade into the blogging pool.  I hope the water is warm.