I'm going through one of those phases where LiveJournal (or writing anything for public viewing) feels like an exercise in cheap exhibitionism. For me, I hasten to add, not for anyone else. What I read by others (most others*) seems to have purpose and meaning beyond mere fishing for reaction. But I'm too self-conscious to write or post these days. Except for this. Which is, of course, an exercise in cheap exhibitionism.
*You know, I got over JenniCam in the year 2000, but if you still harbor dreams of being a web babe, go for it. I won't be watching.