The problem with the even informal publication

and eventual exposure of a personal log on these here interwebzorz is that inevitably, even bloggers on the smallest scale will tell a friend ("yo look at my haiku") and then at a later date when we wish to post things some friends should not or would not want to be privy to, we either bottle it up, thus defeating the purpose of said blog, or we post whatever the hell we like, and offend or distress those close to us who maybe just like looking at my YouTube embeds.
So I hear you ask "well what's the point of publishing it if you don't want it to be read?" Oh contraire, kids. I don't mind it being read. Even by those who know me. I've had this discussion many a time with Alistair, as he doesn't understand the kind of emotional exhibitionism that comes with blogging like I do, and in turn, the voyeurs who follow this.
"Why do you even post?"
"Because I find it therapeutic? iono man!"
Obvious solutions would be "oh well either don't say anything, or move your blog like you always do when it's too close for comfort"
But I really like this URL.
I don't think talking about my sex life is more rewarding than valahbluelovejoon.