I took an online I.Q. test the other day. I was all too willing to believe the results of 160 I.Q. (I'm a genius!) Never mind that I guessed on some of the answers, and have no idea if it is a legit test or not. But the results were favorable, so no questions asked. Now, if it had come out low, I would be forced to expose the test for the fraud that it is.

This is just one more example of the many ways I can find to waste my time online. I am addicted to the internet. This is not a joke. I find myself checking my email every few minutes, even when I get no new mail all day long. I do searches, read useless information, create my own online calorie counter that I never use, take online quizes and tests, even read other people's diaries for crying out loud!

With every mouse click I make, I get more and more frantic--wasn't there something I needed to look at or find? I'm searching for something, but I can't quite ever find it. It's the elusive something I've been searching for all my life, and the advent of the internet has brought me one more avenue to search with.

What is it I'm looking for? True love? (It's been found on the internet before.) The answer to the question of life? (lds.org) Life the universe and everything? The truth is, I can't help that I'm a product of my generation. I can't help that after four months at a new job, I'm ready to move on to something new. Is it any wonder that I turn to the everchanging, fast, cheap, and easy internet for comfort?

I know what I want can't be found on the internet. (If I knew what I wanted, life would be much easier) I know that, but it doesn't stop me from wanting the solution to all my problems solved by one little mouseclick. I guess I'll have to find a 12-step program for internet addictions. Do they have those? I'm sure they do--they've come up with scuba-diving equipment for pets; of course there's a program for internet addicts. And with my 160 I.Q., I'm sure I'll be able to surf around on the net until I find it...

 

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