Broken

This morning the "narm" episode of Six Feet Under was on. You know, the one where Nate sleeps with Maggie and then has the heart attack. All I wanted to do was call you or text you, but I couldn't. You broke us. You broke us nine months ago when I left and you broke us again last week when you broke the news. Now we're broken and I'm not sure what can repair us. We're broken...

Question of the Day...

When did it become socially acceptable to tell someone one of life's most exciting moments via social media networks, instant messaging, and/or mass emails?