You have been Poked.
I set aside a night I could heavily stalk friends on Facebook and those not wise enough to block their profiles from curious strangers. For the first time, I loved everything about the overly informative news and mini feeds. I found parties but then realized that I was facing a greater demon. "Request Invitation" — that pathetic little link I had always scowled at in the past. What self-respecting person would dare to click it? I had always pondered that question but never thought I myself would be the answer to it. Yet, I parted ways with the little Facebook pride I had left, and clicked that button on several shameful occasions. By Friday, my event list rivaled that of an A-list celebrity.

