I can't believe I'm doing this

I think the whole idea behind livejournal is kinda suspect. In my little Luddite world, journals are private, kept in books. However, this belief wasn't enough to keep me from wanting to try a little experiment. The only person who will know that this is MY LJ is my darling She, who kindly gave me a code. I'm not using a username that most of my accquaintences would think to look for. So will anyone comment? More interestingly, will anyone I know figure out who this is and comment.

(I'm crazy, I know this. It's okay to hold that opinion.)

Anyways Dear Readers, don't expect deep philosophical and/or emotional things in this journal. 'Cos it isn't going to happen. But hey, it's a place to burble, which is always good.

just to make it easier ...

I've now made one of my email addys public on my user info. Not either of the main ones, but an addy that people would (with a small amount of thought) be able to identify as mine.

Cryptic, no?

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