It's the end of day three of my Facebook fast, and I'm noticing distinct withdrawal symptoms. I linger on the internet, at the five or six websites from which I get information, and revisit them more often than news could possibly break. I check my email ridiculously often. I am addicted to the computer, it is apparent.

I will say that I wish I could post a facebook status about my worst pedicure ever. I will probably never get a pedicure again, I am so creeped out.

Part of the problem lies in the fact that there really is nothing else to do here. I can't really go walk to the coffee shop, or something like that. The real question is, is that any different, really, than my life in Denver? Does it really count as doing something if you walk down tot he coffee shop and read a book there instead of in your room?

Today a fever for learning more Korean overtook me, and I feel pretty rabid about it right now. This is good, because my fixations are often quite energizing, and I expect to get some use out of this one. At least then I would be here for a reason.