Everyones Connected and... Loving It?

EC Etiquette
So I’ve been on EC a couple of months now. I have to say that it is a culture all its own, filled with intricate subtleties. I now have the material for a dissertation. Two important chapters would include the following:

1. The yellow/green light for single status
Apparently it is not cool to give yourself a green light. I didn't know this, but I have discovered that if you are single, the chic pick is the yellow light to add a level of mystique to your profile. Oh well. Points to me for honesty if not mystery.

2. The reckless abandon with which people freely proclaim their interest in others and their appraisal of the opposite sex’s “hot”ness.
I find the ladies are bolder about this. If you can actually locate an A/P guy who doesn't have a red light, you're sure to find at least 294573 guestbook entries and photo gallery comments in which young(?) single(?) ladies praise said gentleman's dashing good looks/choice of dress and declare their undying adoration.

Hint
The boy-girl ratio is already out of wack, but on EC it goes up exponentially. Ladies, if you’re joining EC to get the hook up, I have to warn you that the numbers are against you.

Your Sins Will Find You out
I also have to warn you now that EC has a feature which allows you to see who has visited your page. I did not know this. So I did a little “research.” You know, just seeing who’s out there sort of thing. Then I get these nice e-mails from strangers who inform, “I saw you checked me out and just wanted to say hi.” Anyways, just don’t think you’re going to be sly and sneak around and window shop. You will be spotted.

The Best of Times and...
You reach your friend limit in about 2 and a half weeks. Those are the happy times—your inbox constantly filling with requests from people who want a chance to say wonderful things about you. Then it’s over. Your obsessive “stay up till 3 a.m. and see who else I know and can link to” moments are gone because you realize you’ve hit the cap on people you know.

Then you’re just checking out people who know people you know, and somewhere in there it starts feeling a little stalker-ish-y. Then it’s just depressing that you only know 27 people. Then you decide to make yourself feel better about who you are, you’ll find ways to know people you really don’t know. That’s when you start getting the generic “sweet girl from camp” links. When you realize you’re never going to beat the greedy ol’ pros out there who’ve hit the 200 mark, you give up…. And then you discover myspace.com…..