Wow that article was bitter and negative. How did that get past the editors? And really, coming unhinged because an ex found you on Facebook? Lord if she saw the retarded emails from my ex on myspace she'd be in a facility.
I dunno, people can't see your stuff unless you confirm them as a friend, and they can't find you unless they know your full name. I figure it takes the same sense as you'd have choosing real life interactions. Someone sketches you out, don't accept their request. Like this girl from my high school who I don't remember and has Sarah Palin and John McCain on her profile. Mmmm, delete.
I have Horsebook and Dogbook going now too. PJ needs some horsey friends. So do my dogs. Funny, my pet store coworkers don't have dogbook pages. Boo!
"True, but if you throw your panties into the middle of the peloton, someone's likely to get hurt."