I enjoy event-driven web logs, especially those that are well-written. I am, however, not too fond of emotional outpourings in a public journal; you never know who's ears that information may fall on. Your friends and family should know of you from more intimate channels, and everyone else should not be able to delve deep into your psyche. If one is comfortable with the numerous risks of bearing all to the world, so be it, but I'm not one to sacrifice my privacy. Today's Diesel Sweeties comic touches on this subject:
If I'm ever guilty of violating my own journal rule, I permit you to slap me around a bit with a large trout.
blog spam. Adam just got hit with some.
I love their choice of subject: "hey, ledhazard, why so dumb? I like Wallflowers too!!!"
Why so dumb, indeed! An insult preceeding Christianity spam, oh the irony. I wonder if it's a mistranslation by a cheap spamming firm, and should have said something akin to "why so silent?"
It seems the "why so dumb" stems from the most recent mood field. In my case, it was dumb, from the "idiot injury of the week" posting.
Another "disease" of using LiveJournal (don't try these segues at home) is that you can get blog spam. Adam just got hit with some.