The best sort of thing to do with a journal, especially a public facing one, is to lambaste oneself and archive that information on a distant spot with not control over the information once it is posted. The most preferable type of information is anger. A generous sprinkling of expletives and you will soon amass yourself a fine catalog of embarrassing material to prevent future employment and perhaps even relationships.
To this end I will only give out pleasantries and complements to all. To anyone who reads this. You look wonderful, and I really like that sweater on you! To anybody...