You know you're an SDMB addict when...

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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…the tornado sirens go off, the power is flickering, and the wind is rising, so you hop over to http://iwin.nws.noaa.gov/iwin/nationalwarnings.html and you see that there’s not one but two tornadoes on the ground, moving towards you, so you go get the dog, put her on her leash, get the battery radio out, put it on the dining room table, and then, instead of going down to the basement, you sit back down at the computer and continue with your reply to Gadarene, while your loved ones beg you to flee. “Just a minute, just a MINUTE!”

Is there a support group for this somewhere? :rolleyes:

“Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast!” - the White Queen

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Your sceen name’s on the SD front page.

Sorry, had to brag somewhere.

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Your life is in a shambles of too many things to do and too little time, and instead of actually buckling down and DOING those things, you spend a half hour composing a post bitching about how much stuff you have to do, and how little time you have to do it.

And then you post this.

Dammit. I’m an addict.

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I don’t think you have a problem. It was only 2 tornadoes.

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You’re known for something on the SDMB (i.e., The Gay Guy, .sig lines, profiles, etc.).

Esprix

Ask the Gay Guy! (or, if you prefer the Jesusfied version, Asketh the damn Priest Guy!)

Evidently, I rock.
“Never assume a malicious intent when stupidity will explain just as well.”

{This space reserved for a Genuine WallyM7 Sig™}

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. . .you have that dream. You know the one. The scrolling topics, the hand -uncertian- reaching for the mouse to click on “submit reply”, the fear of the unwarrented flame. . .
I admit it, I have posted in my sleep.

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When you try and scroll to the next topic reply using the TV remote :smiley:

One of the few to be personally welcomed to this board by Ed Zotti.

Yours truly,
aha

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…when your husband gets jealous of guys with names like Satan and aha.

…when instead of asking a friend who you know knows the answer, you post it here.

…when you have astounding deja vu over something you just wrote (see above)

This post is made of 100% recycled electrons

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Your husband does something stupid and then remarks: “Oh I bet you can’t wait to tell all your “dopey” friends about that!” You of course deny it, but are secretly amazed because you were thinking THAT VERY THING!

“You guys are outta your league…You’re looking at a woman who has her own harpoon!”

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Oh my God! I am the same way! I have had dreams about this place. I have thought during conversations that I just have to tell you guys about it.

And my big thing is when someone asks me a question. If I don’t know the answer, I tell them, “I’ll ask my message board. I’ll get back to you in a couple of days.”

Homepage: www.idreamofjeannie.com
Occupation:Wish granting
Location: I’m still stuck in this damn bottle in Cocoa Beach, Fla.
Interests: Getting Major Nelson in trouble, getting Major Nelson out of trouble
–Custom profile courtesy of UncleBeer

I never hate myself in the morning. I sleep till noon.
–Custom sig line courtesy of Wally

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Your addicted when you tell someone a story about something and they ask if it was one of you ‘real life’ friends, and you have to say ‘No, it happened on my message board.’
or you are talking about something and you say ‘well, (incert name of the poster here) said…’

Thanks for the smile this morning.
How do you feel about doing someone you don’t know?

Please, please, please (on my knees) please, please ~~ originally posted by GolfWidow

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Well, my dear husband staged an “intervention” last Sunday. He said he was concerned about how much time I was spending here.

As it happens, I have hardly looked at the board for the last 3 or 4 days. No reason–just busy. This evening over dinner, I proudly reported my lack of board use to him.

I guess I’m an addict.

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…it shows up in your dreams. Yes, this has happened to me, too. In the most recent one, Michael Masterson turned out to be a writer. He went around trolling various message boards, including this one, and wrote a book based on the responses. Apparently, it sold rather well. In his picture on the jacket, he looked like a stereotypical writer, mid-thirties, glasses, beard, and nothing like a Big Bad Booty Daddy. I have no idea what this means, other than that I need to get a life. I also had a dream where Diane ran for President, but I don’t remember anything else from it. I’ve had a couple of others, but I think I’ll keep them to myself…

Here lies Pierre de Fermat. Unfortunately, there is not enough room on this tombstone for a proper epitaph.

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When, just with the power of your personality/mind/forceful ego, you can make people quit going to a message board.

Your head is killing you, and you have to wear glasses to read the monitor, but you go ahead and ** wear those glasses that will make your head hurt worse ** just to ‘keep up with everyone.’

You lose a day when you’ve not posted.

“I never saw so many words compressed into so small an idea.” Abraham Lincoln

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You have close to 100 emails in your mailbox, unread, because you never bother to read them anymore, because reading email wastes valuable board-reading time.

You keep your buddy list (yeah, I’m an AOLer) preferences set to block everyone, because you don’t want to be disturbed while you’re on the board.

You get genuinely pissed that the board is down for routine maintainance.

You can’t think of anything else to do when the board is down.

You can actually think of things to say in a thread titled “You know you’re an SDMB addict when…” :smiley:

Cristi, Slayer of Peeps

I made my husband join a bridge club. He jumps next Tuesday.

(title & sig courtesy of UncleBeer and WallyM7!)

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You really know it when you’ve been in the Pit, reading about trolls and sock puppets most of the evening.

You go to bed, fall asleep. Hubby gets home from working the late shift and gently asks if you’ll scoot over a little bit.

You wake up just enough to say “No, you don’t belong here.”

Try and explain that that next morning!

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…when you do two-and-a-half hours of research of constitutional law, including wading through the official U.S. Senate compendium of constitutional cases, just to answer why it is that squeezing isn’t the same as looking…

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You think of your UserName as your REAL name.

You do all your posting at the Public Library and you dread holidays because that’s when the Library is closed ALL FREAKING DAY!!!

Sunday is Easter. :moan: :whine: :whimper:

Sig Alert!

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Watching television and a commercial comes on for Sprint PCS and you think that must be PCW’s sister and she owns a phone company.

(This happened to me last night).

“Words fascinate me. They always have. For me, browsing in a dictionary is like being turned loose in a bank.” - Eddie Cantor

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…when you go back to a previous OP just to see if someone has responded to you…every 4 minutes.

Dear god, I need a life.

“Clatu, Verrata…nector?..neck-tie?”