I'm at an unimportant crossroads: I'm thinking about joining Facebook.

At the dawn of the social networking age I had no idea what was going on. "It's this thing called Friendster," my friend Mican told me, "and you need to join." I'd always thought Mican was kind of weird and I had no idea what she was talking about. Keep in mind, this was back in 2002 when the stigma attached to knowing people online was still very much there - it was for nerds and pedophiles. But I joined, and the next thing I knew I had a handful of new friends.

So when MySpace came onto the scene back in 2005 I was all over it. I left comments! I posted pictures! I was out there!

But when Facebook showed up I was hesitant. I had joined and left networks before. I felt a bit jaded and hesitant, like a baby boomer who had purchased Ziggy Stardust first on vinyl, then cassette, then CD, and again through the iTunes store. By the time compact discs rolled around they were wondering how many times they were going to have to pay for the same album in their lifetime. Similarly, I was beginning to wonder how many times I was going to have the accept the same people as my friends.

I signed up for a Facebook account a while ago, but I've never really used it. I haven't filled out the profile or added pictures. At this point I have a pile of friend requests I haven't even looked at, and each day the pressure to join gets greater and greater.

I always thought that when I got older peer pressure would go away, but it turns out it just manifests itself in different ways.