some poor schmuck catfished me on facebook. guess i'm supposed to be mildly annoyed, slightly flattered, but mostly creeped out?
meh, if someone thinks they need my appearance more than i do, go for it, i guess. best of luck to you, nazario, if you're really a person and not a bot or cabbage or trout or something.
I sat and debated whether or not to call 911, because again, this wasn't an emergency. it had the potential to become one, though, so I went ahead and...
#deactiday - guess we'll see if there's enough groundswell for twitter brass to take notice and act. guessing not. fuck 'em.