Constant pregnancy updates.

Game invitations.

Bullies from high school sending "Friend" requests.

Annoying, yes... but none have gotten under my skin more than the...

"What Kind of ****** Are YOU?"  quizes.

I'm not going to lie; it was fun at first.  Through analysis of my answers to such provocative questions, as "Do you consider yourself a morning person?," and "What kind of car do you drive?", I could finally confirm to my fellow Facebookers, that I am, indeed, Alison from "The Breakfast Club", it's been established that the two celebrities I should get drunk with are "Benedict Cumberbatch and Michael Fassbender" (natch), and if I were a tree, I'd be the sweepingly graceful, yet sturdy, Weeping Willow.

But... 80s references and Across-the-Pond hotties I have no chance of meeting, aside, I think this whole quiz craze has run it's course.

Lapped it, in fact.

I just noticed "What Type of Blood Type SHOULD You Have?", "What Extreme Sport Should You Try?", and "What Two General Words Describe You?" making they're way around the Facebook ether.

I think it's safe to say we're scraping the bottom of the barrel on ideas, here, m'friends.  Time to hang it up.