I make no secret that I spend WAY too much time in Second Life.

No, really, way, way, way, WAY, WAAAAAY too much time. And I’m not alone. In talking to my friends on the grid, I was both relieved and disturbed to find out that their Second Lives are taking them over just as much as mine has gotten a handle on me.

We’ve done the only thing we could do upon realizing this – we’ve made jokes about it and looked at the humorous side.

So for your reading pleasure, I present the following…

“You know you’re spending too much time in Second Life when…”

… you look for the freebie section in Walmart.

… you see someone with a bad complexion and whisper to your friend, “She must be using the stupid default skin.”

… you shout, “DAMN THIS #^&@$% LAG!” when stuck in traffic.

… you eagerly volunteer to make the long drive to pick up Aunt Tessie at the airport, and remember too late that you can’t just TP there.

… you step on your dancing partner’s feet and whisper in his (or her) ear, “Sorry, this animation sucks.”

… you meet new people who think you’re a farmer because you tell them all about the cool scarce ancient new wave egg you just got from your sionChickens.

… you buy a sweater in white so you can tint it.

… you’ve figured out how many prims are in your real-life house.

… you ask your hairdresser for a demo version.

… you tell everybody to wear their facelights when setting up the family photo.

… you ask the saleslady in the department store where the dollarbie gifts are.

… you build a birdhouse from a kit and screw it up, but don’t care until you realize it’s not copyable.

… you know the value of your weekly paycheck in Lindens.

… you have a slideshow of your Second Life snapshots as your screensaver.

… you feel self-righteous and say, “Well, at least I’m not THAT bad” when you read one of these that doesn’t apply to you.

Got more? I’d love to hear them – when you’re done looking for that Walmart freebie section.