Journal

I’ve mentioned before I have a tragic hopelessness at remembering anniversaries of otherwise innocuous things. Honestly, anything to do with my personal life is most likely to be forgotten. But I don’t want to forget.

But having a blog full of irrelevant, quotidian thoughts and emotions (the favorite of the modern youngster – normally using a social network) doesn’t sound great either. I’ve been cyberstalked before, which was tremendously uncomfortable (yet my uncovering of the culprit was near-Sherlockian, if I do say so). I’d prefer not to have anything remotely resembling that again.

I could just open up a text file on my computer. I’ve tried. Doesn’t really lead to a lot of actual record-keeping. So I’ve made a simple journal (simple enough to exist despite the terrible Omega-Flu contagion I’ve been experiencing) that will hopefully allow me to be a bit more consistent.

Journal