the wrong side of the bed
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
dear mr. & mrs. troublemaker
one (or both!) of my parents has been reading my blog. i know this because i am using my parents computer right now. i was deleting traces of my blog from their internet history so that my mom wouldn't stumble across this. someone has been reading the blog from their computer as far back as three weeks ago! i was in madison three weeks ago. hmmm... which one of them is doing this? my mom denies reading my blog. is she lying to me? i've never asked my dad directly. is it him? readers, what should i do? i can start publicly revealing horrible facts about them until they come forward. or maybe i could just cut all of the swearing from my blog and live with it, even though that would be crappy (that's right mom, i said crappy). my brother claims that he doesn't read my blog either, but i don't know what to believe anymore.
5:41 PM
4 Comments:
“He who peeps through a hole may see what will vex him.” -- Bohn, H.G.
Of course, your parents might be a tougher nut than that, most parents are.
Of course, your parents might be a tougher nut than that, most parents are.
Holy Crapulous (crap·u·lence):
1. Sickness caused by excessive eating or drinking.
2. Excessive indulgence; intemperance.
[From crapulent, sick from gluttony, from Late Latin crpulentus, very drunk, from Latin crpula, intoxication, from Greek kraipal.]
1. Sickness caused by excessive eating or drinking.
2. Excessive indulgence; intemperance.
[From crapulent, sick from gluttony, from Late Latin crpulentus, very drunk, from Latin crpula, intoxication, from Greek kraipal.]
I snooped in my mom's email while I was home and saw things I wish I hadn't (nothing dramatic, just stupid annoying shit that now I want to yell at her about and can't). Ron is right. Snooping is generally its own punishment.
Not sure if that's at all useful to you right now, I was just struck by the confluence of confluences.
Not sure if that's at all useful to you right now, I was just struck by the confluence of confluences.
I snooped in my mom's email while I was home and saw things I wish I hadn't (nothing dramatic, just stupid annoying shit that now I want to yell at her about and can't). Ron is right. Snooping is generally its own punishment.
Not sure if that's at all useful to you right now, I was just struck by the confluence of confluences.
P.S. I was referring to your parents as the snoopers, not you. Although I guess it could be you as well. I too went through and deleted blog references a lot. But on the last day I was there I was in a hurry and just cleared the history and other relevant clearable things, which is a lot more obvious than just deleting select traces of blog. So now I'm sure my Mom will think I was looking at porn or something (she had a hissy fit when she discovered that someone had been looking at porn on her computer...this when she had a 21-year-old single guy living in the basement where the computer was...what a shocker), but whatever.
Not sure if that's at all useful to you right now, I was just struck by the confluence of confluences.
P.S. I was referring to your parents as the snoopers, not you. Although I guess it could be you as well. I too went through and deleted blog references a lot. But on the last day I was there I was in a hurry and just cleared the history and other relevant clearable things, which is a lot more obvious than just deleting select traces of blog. So now I'm sure my Mom will think I was looking at porn or something (she had a hissy fit when she discovered that someone had been looking at porn on her computer...this when she had a 21-year-old single guy living in the basement where the computer was...what a shocker), but whatever.
