I've gone 21 hours without access to Facebook and, fortunately, have not been twitching too badly. And, interestingly enough, my plan seems to be actually accomplishing what it was supposed to. I'm blogging, for one, and I've got my psych book open next to me so I can write my final paper.
It sounds stupid, I know, to be addicted to something like Facebook. And I'm not going to go so far as to say I'm addicted--after all, I did get through the day without tremors, freaking out, sneaking a peek, or even really thinking about it too much. But, if I'm doing anything for 3-4 hours a day, it better be studying. It's easy, especially when you live alone, to fall into the Facebook habit.
Tomorrow is day 2. So far, so good.