Sigh. They just keep coming. The friend-requests, that is. I've got about six now, hovering in the space between request and confirmation. I can't bring myself to delete them, but... none of the people are really my friends. Although one is someone I see regularly, so I feel obligated to add him. But don't want to, as it will only lead to the necessity (and potential butt-hurt) of deleting him again later. It's defeating the purpose of this blog to add more extraneous people.
Speaking of limbo, how's this? Today's deletion is the husband of a childhood friend, who herself doesn't have an account. That's fine, and even enviable, but I've met this guy once. She never guest-posts. He doesn't have any pictures of her on his page (what, are you in a witness protection program or something?). And... he constantly posts about sports, and what kind of alcohol he plans to drink next. Yawn.
Dear friend: You have my email address. Hit me up if you ever want to catch up. Hasta la vista, hubby.
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