Great piece from Slate today, about the etiquette of Facebook. On occasion (it’s happened to me twice), I’ve been given a friend request, when I don’t know the person. Especially if they do not add the personal note, reminding you where you know each other, what is a girl to do? I’m pretty specific about my friends. I’m glad to see I followed the writer’s advice, even though this story came out just recently and I was faced with this dilemma sometime ago.

Similarly, O’Reilly Radar presents “Social Networking Invitation Etiquette” (via Lifehacker ). Useful tips from a tech guru, with plenty of social networking contacts, offers ways to get noticed. Again, sending the invite blindly, without a reminder of how you might know each other is the not the recommended route.

Having lots of fun on the Facebook. See you there.

Ray tells me that the average beginning blogger lasts about 2 weeks. I’ve lasted a little bit longer than that in the past, but not by much. I think this time it’s going to stick. One, because I worked long and hard downloading all of the WordPress files. Two, because I’m determined.

Determined to talk a lot about nothing, really.

Anyway, doesn’t it take 21 days to establish a routine? i.e. get up a half-hour earlier every day for 21 straight days and by that 22nd day it’s considered routine. If I’m not at 21 days, I’m nearly there, so I’ve decided to make it nearly official. Today I updated my profile on “the facebook” with my chattycha.com address.

Welcome, to anyone who comes here via the facebook. I hope I don’t bore you too much.

I plan to wait another 21 days before going to technorati. So consider this the beta. Or a soft launch. Or like Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein, in Seattle, working out the kinks, before it officialy hits Broadway.

Unfortunately I’m still working tonight, but I gotta post this one thing.

There are at least 13 other people on the facebook with my name. I probably knew this before today, having done extensive research on “the facebook” since I joined earlier this summer. But as of today, people outside the walled garden can view search results of those of us on “the facebook.” As of today, anyone can see that I am not original. I am just one of many other asian girls with asian smiles and asian hair. Sigh.

Ack. I sorta preferred the facebook over the myspace because it seems a bit more manageable, less chaotic. I had a false sense of security that the guy from Harvard had things under control. Granted, people who search can’t see more than your name and your profile pic, but still. Makes me feel icky. Sure, I don’t mind being the facebook stalker. But I don’t want people doin’ it to me!

Heck, now that it’s out there, go ahead and try it (the search box is on the lower right corner of the Facebook home page). Let me know how many people share your name.