About two years ago, my buddy John at Mind on Fire sent me an invitation to join Friendster. It seemed kind of silly, and I was suspicious of anything that required me to upload a photo (especially since I didn't know how to do it) but I figured what the hell, and I joined.
And that was that, for a good long while. But seven or eight months later I met someone who was all about Friendster--oh, he'd met so many cool people through it! It made it so easy to keep track of people! I should definitely make more use of it. And it wasn't all that hard to scan and upload a photo; he'd show me how.
So I posted a few photos. And I set about crafting a profile I thought people might find interesting. And then I set about refining it--I only had 2000 characters, so I had to stay focused, had to keep things concise! And then I realized that I LOVED writing sharp, incisive portraits of myself in two or three quick sentences. As far as I was concerned, it was the perfect literary form.
I looked at my profile almost every day. I didn't care whether or not anyone wanted to be my friend--in fact, I got kind of snotty when people with boring or incomplete profiles sent me messages that weren't worthy of my hard work. I would leave a paragraph up for a week or two, then I'd try to write something better. Bits I really liked I transferred to a word processing file, so I wouldn't forget them.
I was addicted.
But it wasn't enough. I outgrew the fix. I wanted more, and I wanted it more often.
And then someone told me to check out his blog on Blogger, and I saw that button reading "Get Your Own Blog," and I knew my search was over.
I haven't abandoned Friendster entirely; my profile is still there. OK, I hardly ever go there, for reasons that I'll explain soon. But I still like my profile, so I'm going to post some of the highlights here--check back tomorrow!