Facebook. It’s crazy I know - I don’t see how it happened. I signed up just to see what it was then completely forgot about it. Then out of the blue several months later I get an email “Amanda Hostland wants to be your friend.” Huh. This is fascinating, I haven’t seen her since this one time at a movie theater like 3 years ago and that was kind of awkward. Now all of the sudden we’re friends? What the hell, why not?

Facebook has it’s claws in pretty deep too; I haven’t been this obsessed with a website since last.fm, and I still can’t let that one go. I never understood MySpace and frankly I couldn’t deal with the complete abortion that it their web interface. Facebook is so much tighter, and it’s smart. Smart people programmed that website - it’s clean, intuitive and addictive, everything that MySpace never was to me.

I can’t place my finger on exactly what the draw of it is, it’s likely that simply seeing pictures of my grade three best friend all grown up and married was enough. Or maybe joining the “Bauerism - The Religion for Jack Bauer Lovers” group did it. I can’t really tell. All of my statusfirm friends are signing up too - seemingly Scooter and I inadvertently have create a vacuum into which many otherwise productive work hours will be sucked up and devoured.

Many of the girls I went to high school with are on there and it makes me really happy to chuckle at the ones who “done got chubby.” Take that pretty, popular girls! The greatest day in any nerd’s life is when he (me) realizes that the things he may have thought he wanted in high school were probably never all they were cracked up to be.

Ali’s on there too, and she already has more friends than me. I suppose my inner geek may never die. Is it odd that I’m sometimes too shy to ask people to be my pretend internet friend, that I feel even that level of contact with a stranger is too intimate?