If you ever feel bad about thinking about going off Facebook, just try actually going through with it and watch how mean the thing is in response. It picks your 3 or 4 favorite people and shows you their pictures, tells you how much they'll miss you.
If you leave by the most obvious route offered, you aren't even really leaving. If you figure out how to fully exit, it removes all traces that you ever existed, so your friends are left commenting on things you never said.
It isn't that I don't want the connections, I just don't want them confined to a snow globe full of mirrors. I'll let you know if I figure anything out, or whether maximum tundra persists despite this latest half-baked attempt at cleaning house.