I've been making Facebook friends like nobody's business, sitting here clicking away on people's profiles, people who I vaguely remember having passed some time in the street in Adelaide in 1985 (just an example Frank, I don't mean you buddy).
Suddenly a message pops into my inbox, saying something like, "Yes I remember you, and you obviously remember me, but I'm not your friend. Never was, never will be. Goodbye."
Now all this is fair enough, no hard feelings, free world etc. But gentle blog reader, I'm sitting here bleeding arterial blood, straight from a wound to my heart, and into the keyboard of my laptop. Help me out here. It will probably take at least 10 of you adding yourself on as my friends before I recover from the hurt of this one.
And don't worry, if you request me as a friend, then like America's Statue of Liberty I will never turn y'all away. Well, perhaps you David. Oh, and you, Andrew. But the rest of you poor huddled masses, pile on in.