So, many people now know intimate details of my life due to a phenomenon known as "Facebook stalking" or, if you will, "friendly life surveillance."
People have come up to me and exclaimed their congratulations (or for a few certain people, condescending disbelief) about something I did not actually tell them. Do not get me wrong; I am not at all angry or embarrassed so much as amused. Do people really care enough about other people's lives to actually go through the effort to piece together a comprehensive story based upon choppy Wall-To-Wall conversations, Superpokes, and cryptic status changes?
I suppose we all enjoy playing the part of detective, and Facebook certainly provides the perfect mishmash of information tidbits generally desired when one is trying to solve a puzzle.
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