Squishy is dead. Damn. I was a reader since the beginning. I was fascinated by a character whose personal diary had built up a fan following, an online community, and even a web ring. And she was from Austin too. It lost something for me when she moved to L.A. but I still dropped in each week to check the latest.
Squishy was a victim of it’s own success. Toward the end, she became almost more of a facilitator and the site she managed was just too huge to do it on a limited budget.
We never had too much in common. Okay, nothing in common. I didn’t really agree with much about her views on most of the subjects that are important to me — family, religion, rock and roll. but there is something about her honesty and humor that made her refreshing to read. I’ll miss squishy, even tho she never knew I existed. sigh.