Warning: Deleted

So lately I have been going on Facebook more and more. I'm not sure why, I think it is basically just a nosiness gene I have that requires me to know what my friends are doing at all times. Last night while having some wine and snacks with a few girlfriends in town (see, face to face visiting, not just in cyberspace) we were debating the ins & outs of Facebook. Our big question: what happens when you delete someone? Do they know? Can they somehow tell that they have been . . . gulp . . . deleted from your Facebook life? After much discussion we decided that probably you just disappear from their screen. And I suppose their "friend" number goes down. Most people probably wouldn't even notice because it seems like a lot of people have WAY too many friends. I mean, hundreds . . . hundreds. Who has hundreds of friends in real life? Personally I have 75. Well, I did, before I started deleting. Even this fairly small number sounded a little bit ridiculous to me. I thought to myself, if Dennis threw me a surprise party and invited ALL of my Facebook friends, would I be glad? Then I deleted 7 people that I didn't ever know that well in the first place, were certainly never really friends with, and only I suspect asked me to be their friend to "up" their own friend number. Phew. I feel better now. Cleansed. Also, how many times can you "ignore" a friend request before they give up? Diane wonders. She has ignored someone 6 times, and they have not given up. Hmmmm. Cyberstalking?

Unrelated topic, the kids and I just watched Madagascar 2, Escape to Africa. LOVE this song. Could be my new theme song.