I miss Boston. No, not the city. Boston was a friend of mine on Friendster. There's this very mean man named Jon Abrams who seems very jealous that there are these very popular friends like Boston, so he goes around killing them.

Yesterday, Boston was killed by Abrams. Boston was a really nice friend because he told me about all the parties going on there that I was missing. It won't be quite the same, but maybe I can drown my sorry at losing my friend by replacing him with hundreds of Pretendsters. They won't tell me what's going on in Boston, but they'll give me nice testimonials so I won't feel as sad. Maybe someone should sign up Jon Abrams for Pretendster - that way he can spend his time killing pretend friends instead of cool friends like Boston.

For more on fakesters, check out Metamanda's Weblog: friendster.