I'm not really the sage hermit in the forest. But sometimes I'm mistaken for one on days ending in Y. Hijinks usually ensue.
(Feel free to ask me questions about the glamorous librarian lifestyle, if that interests you.)
I "friend" a lot, and chances are I don't even know the person. Why? I find their posts/interests/career/jokes/music interesting. That's it. Friend me back, or not. Don't want me to friend you? Let me know, and I'll take you off.
My philosophy on friending shares a lot with this "Guilty Pleasures" article on MSN.com: "I’ve tried to justify [online journals] to myself in every way possible. They’re good writers? Well, yes, actually they’re all quite good. They’ve got great stories to tell? Check. ... It’s the reality TV of the Internet and I just can’t tear myself away." (Paige Newman)