Now there's a velvet rope

I've decided, just to be prudent, and to make my father sleep better at night, to make this blog open to invited readers only. Of course, you're ALL invited. But I'd feel better knowing that I can bitch in peace about my classmates and professors without them stumbling upon it and then becoming an outcast that has to eat her lunch out behind the bleachers, knowing no one is going to invite her to the prom.


Actually, does anyone remember what happened to Harriet the Spy when her friends found her notebook? it's like that.

anyway, as soon as I figure out how to do it....I'm going to be Kaiser Soze. And in an instant she was gone.

Look at that, three metaphors at 9:30 in the morning. This is good coffee.

ps - I'm sending out "invites" (oh this is so snobby) to a few people that I know read this blog on a regular basis. If you don't get one, it's just that I forgot, or I didn't realize you were reading. If you care enough, and I know you do, just send me an email to add you to the list. I'm going to keep the blog open for another day or so, and then the ropes are going up!

Feel better dad?