I'm here, alive and swell. I have been moreover posting private entries for only myself to LJ these past few years, as I don't care much for comments and would rather simply babble to myself as a record of the past. But yes, I'm here. I've been on communities a lot, reading my friends' entries (if they post at all to their journals), stalking some ( Read more... )

 ...and I already miss my sister. I ended up calling her after the day I ran into her and we hung out a lot during the rest of my time in London. Her husband's a nice guy, I really like him. He treats her very well, so I've got a slight trust in him. I did warn him that I'd murder him if he ever hurt her though like a good brother ( Read more... )

The strangest thing happened to me the other day when I was out. As I was walking down the street, a girl passed by me. Now I didn't think much of it since I thought I'd never seen her in my life, just like most everyone else, until she said to me, "Big brother?" She was my sister! I haven't seen my baby sister in almost two years and she'd grown ( Read more... )