Friendster- you suck!

dear friendster,
it's over.
i remember when you were all the rage- instead of exchanging phone numbers or emails, it was "look me up on friendster"...which is almost as cool (or lame, depending on your perspective) as "i'm in the book" (something i will still say at one point). but now you've stopped delivering my messages. you tease me by emailing to say that i've got a new message, but then when i get to my inbox, there's nothing there. why are you so cruel? i should have listened to micheal and moved to myspace. yeah, that's right, i said it.
i don't know, maybe we can work this out. i keep coming back for more...i have to read the bulletin board to find out everyones top 5 albums they're listening to right now or the 5th sentence on page 23 of the book they're reading. these things i cannot live without. especially when i'm at work. and bored out of my ever loving mind. as i am right now. i refuse to abandon my 57 first degree friends, or my 1,892 second degree friends...or even my 61,809 third degree friends. they wouldn't do that to me and i'm sure as hell not going to do that to them.
someday i'll make it official and post a real picture of myself. you just have to show me that you're willing to work as hard at this relationship as i am. i think i've said enough.
your friend,
reagan