I was out walking with my grandmother tonight, and as she's a faithful diary-keeper I found myself explaining LJ to her. I don't know quite how much she understood, but she seemed to get the gist. Inasmuch as she was concerned about how much I was putting out there, anyway.
In other news, I realized I've had 20 or 30 voiceposts allotted per month for the past five months! I'm a little uncomfortable about making any public. It's probably silly of me- if all the personal information I've dropped in bits and pieces over the years hasn't gotten stalkers on my ass, then I can't imagine making my voice public will do anything extra. But it seems as private a thing as my face.
It's probably also related to the amount of emotional control I have over what's out here. Far more can be understood from a voice than from text.
ps my LJ is in pastels now. I went ahead and bought
Shapeshifter, which I really like, and to celebrate I changed themes & colors & everything.
pps
OMG BUNNY. Happy Easter.