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Live journal has become a strange place for me. It's somewhere I'll occasionally visit, but there are so many memories that are stacked up here, locations and names, dates and dare I go cliche enough to say faces? Oooh, I do. My secret. Before livejournal I wrote on another website. Started at 11, so I've been doing this for over a decade. I am an intrinsic journalist. The very first journals were of family vacations to the Black Hills.
Type "Bubble Magic" into youtube and watch the first clip.
Since yesterday when December hit, I've got Jochen's arrival constantly on my mind, not that I think it's ever been far from it.
I felt my first earth quake today and now I'm going to the night market.
Type "Bubble Magic" into youtube and watch the first clip.
Since yesterday when December hit, I've got Jochen's arrival constantly on my mind, not that I think it's ever been far from it.
I felt my first earth quake today and now I'm going to the night market.