Baa!
This actually fits the general tone of my journal pretty well - a little bit of love, a little bit of silliness (recently, I've started to notice just how often I select "amused" as my mood), and quite a lot of B5 (though other shiny shows have been encroaching of late - I'm working on some things to remedy that *g*). Sometimes I bitch, but generally speaking, this is a Journal of Joy. Which is weird, because in real life, I do lose my temper. Or cry because I'm in pain. Or say things that I regret later. I suppose I just don't think anyone would be interested in all that in the fannish spaces. It's probably my super-private mother's influence at work.
I don't mean to say that I'm somehow unique when I divide Public from Private. I was just thinking about this today due to a conversation with my brother.
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