Oct 06, 2006 02:00
Ah, to come back to my journal and find it as warm and inviting as a blanket fresh from the dryer. Warm and cuddly, and incredibly self-indulgent.
Which is exactly what journals should be.
Which is exactly why I'm going to stop myself from inditing every self-absorbed 'journalist' on this very website.
I hadn't really surfed the LJ journosphere since the original boot-up of my own journal, and doing so now just makes me shake my head at the sheer decadence afforded to people by this site.
The way I see it, this incredible site can work in any combination of three ways: personal journal (which I try to stick to), worthwhile blog (which is alright), or public journal (also known as "wahhhhhhhhh").
The last category is best left unread, for fear of the brain going M.I.A.
I'm not sure what I despise more: the solipsist slant to so many people's entries, or the unsolicited reading of these entries. Both conundrums are indeed a hypocrisy in my case, but then at least I don't ever claim otherwise. This is my journal, much like the one I used to keep in pen and ink. That explains the solipsist hypocrisy. As for the reading of posts devoid of any useable information, I'm afraid that I'm guilty as charged.
Let's hope that it's another two years before I ever venture out aimlessly into the minefield of empty journals once again.
--Taylor
PS. I'm actually in a very good mood, despite the ranting :)