Not so long ago, the idea of filling my Friends List with 100 upstanding gamers seemed like some lengthy, far off endeavor. Most of us here have found out that this is not so. Before you know it you hit that turning point in your 360 career when adding someone means something new, someone has to go.
Oh, what evil has Microsoft bestowed upon us. Forcing us to examine and work through our emotions of guilt, grief and despair. Where's the warning label? Ok, exaggeration aside. In lieu of one on one counseling sessions, this post will suffice.
I've had to re-examine what this thing is. No longer can it be what I initially wanted it to be- a nostalgia based catalog of cool people I've met along the way. Instead I must look at it as a liquid, ever evolving resource reflecting the games I currently play.
Whether we're tactful by including a message or simply drop the axe on some poor soul that was just about to invite you to a game, it doesn't change the fact that these people were on our list for a reason- and I don't enjoy doing it.


"I saw Avatar a few months ago. Or as I call it, 'Man in a wheelchair saves Yes album cover from Halo 3.'" -Patton Oswalt