Squirrel Power

Dedicated to the enduring and enlightening power of the lithe and energetic tree rat. I am Squirrel Girl - one with the squirrel-like power to dart, shriek and eat until I'm sick.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Gotta Go


This blog is about to dissapear. My father informed me today that he "found" my blog. As it is a personal, online journal of sorts I will be starting a new one with a different URL. I will inform all of you of it's new location personally. Send me your email addresses and I will let you know the new location.
I feel very exposed and violated right now. Yes, my blog is on the internet. But only my friends know where to access it. If you don't know me, my blog is anonymous and nonsensical for the most part.
I vent, I rant, I dialogue with myself here. Now my private thoughts are being nosed about by family members who don't respect boundaries.
It's like a letter. If you open in and it's not directed to you - why are you reading it?
With my already strained family relatioships and my stressful job, this is the icing on the proverbial cake.
This blog will self-destruct in a few days.
Adieu, SquirrelWorld, adieu.

11 Comments:

At 8:09 PM, Anonymous madmonq said...

where ever you go, stand your ground.

madmonq_8@yahoo.com

 
At 8:37 PM, Blogger francine o. said...

understood. ours was abandoned for similar reasons.

 
At 6:17 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

just let me know if you want your counter bumped up again

 
At 8:52 PM, Blogger fish hat!!! said...

You could start some anne frank-ish diary and treat your father's internet persecution like German occupation.

At any rate- now you won't have to pull any punches, and if he gets mad that you aren't who he thought you were- maybe he should think a little bit more about why you were so hidden from him.

And sir, since I assume you come back by-
It isn't because she is ashamed of being a sinner. Your daughter has her shit together more than most girls her age and is of above average intelligence. Far more disgraceful than something to do with this prized religion you allow to displace her, is the fact that you seem to view her boundaries as something you don't have to respect.

Who's the big sinner here?

Or I could shut my big mouth- but that wouldn't be me.

 
At 7:18 PM, Blogger Model Consumer said...

One of the few nice things about the fact that both my parents are dead is that I don't have to worry about this situation. Which is not to say that there are not people that I don't want to see my blog. There certainly are. Pseudonymity and plausible deniability are my friends. I certainly do censor myself at times. The line between public and private on blogs and other personal websites has been on my mind a lot lately. Yes, they're on the internet, and therefore anyone could potentially access them. (And there are ways around that, most notably making your site password protected, and only giving out your password to those you want to be able to see your site...

However, I think some people are a little too cavalier in their acceptance of this "public space" metaphor. I mean, just because it's public doesn't mean there can't be parts of it that are private, or semi-private. For example, there is such a thing in some places as public nude beaches.

Anyway...

 
At 7:46 PM, Blogger Adrian said...

Yes, the publicly-accessible but not publicly-invited gets confusing. I don't know where semi-lurking Internet acquaintances like myself stand. If I am invited to your next blog -- as you are to my password-protected blog -- then please let me know.

athenian47@yahoo.com

 
At 11:48 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

God, chickadee, feel sorry for yourself much? ITS ON THE INTERNET! Get over yourself.

 
At 3:57 PM, Blogger The Rabbit said...

more squirrel grl pls.


donde estas amigita?

cabbagerabbit at gmail dot com

 
At 1:07 AM, Anonymous USC Squirrels said...

Did this work? We hope so.

 
At 11:02 AM, Blogger DBT said...

Don't want to see it go.

 
At 4:46 PM, Blogger brtkrbzhnv said...

I ♥ u, squirrelgirl – for the squirrel, for the girl, for the 23, and for the Google image search for squirrel-power that returned a kitschy Hebrew album cover.

 

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