I love, no, hate, Facebook. No, love! Hate! HATE.

Awhile back, I was friended by a girl from high school -- she was not at all nice back then, in fact I don't think I ever witnessed any drop of kindness from her. Ever. She may be lovely now, I don't know. Don't really care, honestly. I accepted her purely out of curiosity (that'll learn me), then she started in on promoting her multi-level-marketing scheme, ahem, business. She wrote on my wall how great it was to reconnect with old friends (uh, hi, did you recently substain a brain injury?) oh, and, sidenote: check out my webiste! You too can be rich! RICH RICH RICH. Hoi. Every single update was how she loved her life & was rich and happy & had all the time in the world & oh, check out my website... and don't forget to check out my website... here's a link to my website and also be sure to check it out! Which got me wanting to stab out my eyeballs.

So I tested de-friending with an actual, real life friend. I defriended (spellcheck thinks that's a word!) her and she couldn't tell! YAY! And really, why should I care? So I defriended my neverwasfriend hoping I'd slip off her MLM radar forever.

A month or two have passed. She just friended me AGAIN. Ignore. Hello awkward 20 year reunion. Worth it.