A lot of posts about "I'm sorry for bothering you with my personal life/my concerns/my problems/etc. I'll stop that." on various livejournals.
... So... why do you have a livejournal at all? Is it all a big show? Are we all nothing but actor-writers, living out carefully arranged snippets of conversation and quiz results amidst what-I-did-todays and random thoughts? Designed to entertain? Making sure we don't post things that will offend those who we know read what we write, using spellcheck, encouraging comments, getting into snits over who's on whose friends list?
I think we are.
But I also think we want justification for our problems, worries and our actions. Not in the sense that we need to be told that what we did was okay, but more reassurance that we exist. That we're still here. Maybe - just maybe - that we matter.
I can't help but imagine LiveJournals of the Future, little data input devices direct from our brains to a screen. Our thoughts straightened out and assembled in word form, security determined according to our level of uneasiness about those thoughts. Perhaps we wouldn't bother with security anymore at all, and would just let everyone read our thoughts, their opinions be damned. Privacy is pretty irrelevant if you don't care what other people think. There would probably still be a few friends-only people, whose faces are blank screens, peering out cautiously at the world to see who they can trust. The journals would be perhaps less a diary than a log of thoughts and events, a real account as opposed to the occasional quiz result. They'd be horribly, horribly incriminating in some cases and frightfully dull in others. What would yours be like?
You would hate me.