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	<title>Comments on: Overcoming Myspace Addiction</title>
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		<title>By: Karen</title>
		<link>http://wafflesatnoon.com/2008/04/06/overcoming-myspace-addiction/comment-page-1/#comment-2187</link>
		<dc:creator>Karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 21:45:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reason #37 while I continue to avoid both myspace and facebook.  I applaud you for doing this.  I personally would rather have friends in real life than on a computer but then again I&#039;ve been happily married for 17 years so I can&#039;t even imagine what it must be like to be dating nowadays.

I met my husband thru a blind date set up by a friend of mine.  Of course this was before the days of the internet.

I wish you well and hope you meet a nice girl the old fashioned way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reason #37 while I continue to avoid both myspace and facebook.  I applaud you for doing this.  I personally would rather have friends in real life than on a computer but then again I&#8217;ve been happily married for 17 years so I can&#8217;t even imagine what it must be like to be dating nowadays.</p>
<p>I met my husband thru a blind date set up by a friend of mine.  Of course this was before the days of the internet.</p>
<p>I wish you well and hope you meet a nice girl the old fashioned way.</p>
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		<title>By: waffles</title>
		<link>http://wafflesatnoon.com/2008/04/06/overcoming-myspace-addiction/comment-page-1/#comment-1989</link>
		<dc:creator>waffles</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 17:19:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>People hide behind the anonymity of their computers. They present this persona that is not entirely accurate. I met a girl through Myspace once. She was nice enough, but her photos were all rather blurry and cropped very tightly. After chatting it up online for a month or so, we met in person. She was short, quite obese, spoke with a lisp, and smelled strange. 

I think she ate that box of chocolates on the way there.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>People hide behind the anonymity of their computers. They present this persona that is not entirely accurate. I met a girl through Myspace once. She was nice enough, but her photos were all rather blurry and cropped very tightly. After chatting it up online for a month or so, we met in person. She was short, quite obese, spoke with a lisp, and smelled strange. </p>
<p>I think she ate that box of chocolates on the way there.</p>
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		<title>By: Wafflette</title>
		<link>http://wafflesatnoon.com/2008/04/06/overcoming-myspace-addiction/comment-page-1/#comment-1975</link>
		<dc:creator>Wafflette</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 03:22:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Waffles... 

There is something to be said about the power of the written word versus communicating through more conventional means such as the telephone or (gasp!) in person.

You get a phone call - that&#039;s definitely an interruption for an indeterminate amount of time. A myface message however, can be read at one&#039;s convenience, and returned only if one so desires. 

Now think about a person actually showing up on your doorstep:

Could be fun... could be a real pain in the patootie. It&#039;s like a box of chocolates, you just never know what you are going to get when you open that door.

What say you?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Waffles&#8230; </p>
<p>There is something to be said about the power of the written word versus communicating through more conventional means such as the telephone or (gasp!) in person.</p>
<p>You get a phone call &#8211; that&#8217;s definitely an interruption for an indeterminate amount of time. A myface message however, can be read at one&#8217;s convenience, and returned only if one so desires. </p>
<p>Now think about a person actually showing up on your doorstep:</p>
<p>Could be fun&#8230; could be a real pain in the patootie. It&#8217;s like a box of chocolates, you just never know what you are going to get when you open that door.</p>
<p>What say you?</p>
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		<title>By: waffles</title>
		<link>http://wafflesatnoon.com/2008/04/06/overcoming-myspace-addiction/comment-page-1/#comment-516</link>
		<dc:creator>waffles</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 21:57:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I deeply appreciate your comment and I am grateful to have helped in some small way. Myspace and the rest are all fine in moderation but I’m seeing so many people spend countless hours on there, in a world that isn’t real and leads to nowhere. It’s odd how a site that’s supposed to help you meet people ends up actually isolating you from the real life friends you already have. 
I congratulate you on the strength it must have taken for you to do that. I’m sure after a few days you started feeling free and more productive. I know the feeling well and it’s a great thing.

Best of luck to you my friend and thanks again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I deeply appreciate your comment and I am grateful to have helped in some small way. Myspace and the rest are all fine in moderation but I’m seeing so many people spend countless hours on there, in a world that isn’t real and leads to nowhere. It’s odd how a site that’s supposed to help you meet people ends up actually isolating you from the real life friends you already have.<br />
I congratulate you on the strength it must have taken for you to do that. I’m sure after a few days you started feeling free and more productive. I know the feeling well and it’s a great thing.</p>
<p>Best of luck to you my friend and thanks again.</p>
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		<title>By: Formerly Known as: ID=70550099</title>
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		<dc:creator>Formerly Known as: ID=70550099</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 04:16:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have been a Myspace member for over 3 years, and after some hard thinking as well as taking a good look at what my life has become, I made
what seemed like the hardest choice to make: deleting my MySpace 
Profile.  Reading through the types of addictions that can be manifested
through MySpace social networking, I have to admit that I had all of them.
My first addiction was being a &quot;friend pimp&quot;. Then came the onset of 
having to tweak my profile everyday, and I would literally spend hours
upon hours searching websites for that perfect code to put my profile 
over the edge!  Whenever one of my real friends would so much as 
move me from their top eight, my real relationship with them would
suffer greatly; I realize now that all I was doing was giving MySpace
power over my life.  Looking back on it, I was living in an imaginary 
world, one that did nothing to benefit my real life. I want to take 
this time to personally thank you from the bottom of my heart for
giving me the long needed strength to free myself from the confines
of MySpace Addiction. I deleted all three of my profiles, and I
am never looking back.  

My whole life is ahead of me now. 

Sincerely,
Formerly known as ID=70550099</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have been a Myspace member for over 3 years, and after some hard thinking as well as taking a good look at what my life has become, I made<br />
what seemed like the hardest choice to make: deleting my MySpace<br />
Profile.  Reading through the types of addictions that can be manifested<br />
through MySpace social networking, I have to admit that I had all of them.<br />
My first addiction was being a &#8220;friend pimp&#8221;. Then came the onset of<br />
having to tweak my profile everyday, and I would literally spend hours<br />
upon hours searching websites for that perfect code to put my profile<br />
over the edge!  Whenever one of my real friends would so much as<br />
move me from their top eight, my real relationship with them would<br />
suffer greatly; I realize now that all I was doing was giving MySpace<br />
power over my life.  Looking back on it, I was living in an imaginary<br />
world, one that did nothing to benefit my real life. I want to take<br />
this time to personally thank you from the bottom of my heart for<br />
giving me the long needed strength to free myself from the confines<br />
of MySpace Addiction. I deleted all three of my profiles, and I<br />
am never looking back.  </p>
<p>My whole life is ahead of me now. </p>
<p>Sincerely,<br />
Formerly known as ID=70550099</p>
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