My sick need to check the social networking sites of friends

I was going to leave it as just "My sick need," but you can see how that would lead to problems, right?

(I just decided, for the thousandth time, that I hate my writing style. I should be more eloquent. Oh shut up and just type.)

I must be secretly masochistic. I surf the social networking (read: Myspace, Facebook) pages of friends and relatives, and become insanely jealous that I was not invited to be a part of the reverie, whatever it may be.

I could get into the psychiatrics of this, but I suddenly don't care anymore.

Maybe I'll expound the next time I'm feeling genuinely shitty about my life.

Blah.