So, The Boy found the journal.

He wasn't too happy about some of the stuff that I wrote about, and he spent hours all night over the weekend reading through all the entries in Limn, and then he did more researching and read through all the old entries of my old journal, vf.

Normally, I'd be pretty pissed that someone went to that much trouble to find Limn and esp vf. I like Limn to be secret. Hense me using fake names, hense me not telling people in real life about the journal.

Alas, it is published online and that's what his argument was. I knew I was going to lose the fight, so I gave up.

He doesn't like strangers knowing things about him. Privacy. Okay, I can understand. I'm not willing to give up Limn. I love this place. So, I compromised. I've passworded it.

I don't think this is a totally bad thing. I get to control who reads it. The Boy has the password, so he'll continue reading.

Real life people that know about Limn? Not many. Michael, Lisa, Ty, Bunk. That's pretty much it. That's the way I preferred it. My place online.

Now I can just control it more than ever. Not always such a bad thing, control.