Caved In

I use Facebook.

Feels good to be able to admit that.  For a long time I had a circle of friends that were into Facebook.  They would keep asking me to join up so that I could do all the cool stuff that they were doing.  Eventually I signed up to see what the big deal was.  It was exactly what I thought it was: a glorified message board.  I lost interest in it quickly.  Those same friends kept using it though, and kept asking me to come back.  What I then learned is that your Facebook experience is what you make of it.  You get out of it what you put into it. 

I then started to take it bit more seriously.  I installed all the silly applications, which in hindsight were...well...silly.  I got rid of those quickly.  I kept finding people to become my Facebook friends.  High school classmates, college drinking buddies, former co-workers.  Many of which I would never have connected with any other way.  My list of friends quickly grew.  But the real clincher was keeping track of their day to day activities.  Yeah, I know that this is following the mundane, but I could not discount its value to me.  I caught myself going back, over and over again.  Now I consider it a worthy networking medium for me.  I think I have figured out how to use it in moderation and now I can recommend it to others.