I was sitting at the computer earlier (much like I am now) looking for a particular email from a few weeks ago, when I realized I’d never emailed back a kid I went to high school with, who had one day found JBdN on makeoutclub, and dropped me a line. So I finally emailed him back, and turns out he has a blog on deadjournal. This made me curious as to whether the old blog I had on deadjournal, the Captain’s Log (that’s right, just in case you forgot, I’m a huge nerd), the precursor to this site, was still around. Turns out it was.

I went through and reread all of the entries and actually had fun remembering a bunch of the stuff I’d written about. In a way, that’s one really good benefit to keeping a weblog: it serves as a constant reminder for my already shoddy memory, so that when I’m thirty, I won’t have completely forgotten half of my life.

Actually, JBdN is sort of a more “public” version of my thoughts and experiences. I’ve written before about how I think it’s impossible to be 100% open on a public blog and still retain all of your friends. ‘Cause, really, if you were to write an entry about how your best friend really pissed the hell out of you, and you wished you could stake his/her heart with a piece of dull wood (dull because it hurts more), chances are that person would be upset with you. Now, of course, this example is a slight exaggeration (or is it?), but it gets my point across. Because of this, I have a private journal, which I nostalgically call the “Captain’s Personal Log,” where all of my thoughts can be written about completely uncensored. I sort of consider it a complement to this whole “narcissistically documenting my life” thing I do, so that one day, when I am sixty and can barely remember my name, I can look back and read about what a dull and lame adventurous and exciting life I led.

Huh.

Guess I better get started on that “adventurous and exciting” part soon.

JAB