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londovir- by iamsab


Gakked from astrogirl2:

Who else is love?
pseudomonas me scripsit anno 2005

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 think most of us put a face on in our journals. It's one thing when you're really trying to handle something that's a real pain, as opposed to all those little pains you have to deal with every day. We tend to mention the big things as opposed to all the little things that make us want to spit. In my own case, I tend to think of those things as things that'll put everyone to sleep.

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.
Oh? Your brother reads your journal?
Sometimes. I don't really mind it, though, since I don't actually put anything embarassing on here - and if I were to do so, I would filter it.
Ack! I'd never want any of my family reading it. Of course, this is helped by the fact that the rest of my family is just this much shy of being technophobes.
Hee. I have a Vir action figure, but it isn't that one.