Ah, Facebook. The times in which we live have really come to rely on it, I suppose. How else would we know the kid who sat in front of you in Earth Science ten years ago has a birthday on January 2nd, that you childhood next door neighbor “checked in” at a bar down the street, that some other chick you knew in high school is pregnant and you know this because she posted a picture of her positive pregnancy test (yes, the pee stick) or that the chronic status-updater is having her third cup of coffee for the day? All this integral information is available to us via Facebook, and I’ll be damned if I or anyone else I know personally, hasn’t gotten sucked into this madness. Then, there’s a different kind of madness: keeping your ex as a Facebook friend for the sole reason that neither of you have a real reason to remove the other from your friends list. Supposedly, you’re on “good terms” and your break up was long enough ago that you’ve decided to work toward being pals. However, we ...