I've succumbed to the world that is Facebook.
I didn't mean to do it. I swear. I thought blogging was enough for me. Then a friend strong-armed me into being a Twit (yes, Tam... I'm talking about you), and considering I'm phenomenally behind at returning the growing number of emails in my inbox, I figured all of that was plenty enough to keep me busy.
But a friend of mine had some photos she uploaded to Facebook and the only way I could see them was to create an account. Seriously, though... how big of a deal could that be? I'd open an account, fly in under the radar and just lurk a bit.
Oh, how very naive of me. I opened an account, responded to a couple of friend invitations that were waiting for me, and three hours later I was sucked in... writing on people's walls, sending notes, uploading my blog. Seriously, people? What is wrong with me? I am physically incapable of resisting the urge to be a joiner. I can't help but jump in with both feet.
Suddenly I'm Facebook friends with cousins I've never met, high school friends I haven't spoken to in years, college friends whose weddings I was in and yet didn't know how many kids they had. I'm able to see that my niece is going to a Rascal Flatts concert (seriously, Anna? Country?) and gloat to an old friend that I was right about the Cardinals (never underestimate the power of Kurt Warner).
So, if you're on the fence about Facebook (*cough*Susie*cough*) my advice is to go ahead and jump in. The water's fine. And for the love of all things holy, people, if there's another social network out there you think I just can't live without -- keep it to yourself. I'd hate to get so caught up with the online world that I forget to blog...