be my friend

kids say this, right? a plaintive call of defense, solidarity or community. a plea to not be alone, i think when we're kids, it's mostly weighted with *other*. "cuz i'm inviting you to my b-day pony race." "cuz i'm asking you to go to bermuda with my family." "plz sleep over?"

years ago, a married friend and i discussed (bemoaned) the difference in how grown-ups make friends. mostly? they don't. it's the polar opposite of playground p.c. they make the most of convenience. but this is not that.

in the last few days, i've had several invites to be a "facebook friend". from guys. ok, i don't have a facebook account. (aren't i too old?) how can i be your *friend* if i don't exist there? i have some friends and acquaintances who have hilarious *fake* profiles on myspace. (amy had to pull down the heiress one. way toooooooo bad, and the traffic nearly derailed everything, lol.) how can i get snared somewhere i don't go? do they import/export their mailbook?

i feel like the less places i *am*, the better i can retain my privacy. i don't want links and people poking. my life was derailed once by the net. i'm good. thanks.