I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. So, 2009, aka, Epic Post is Epic. : comments.
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Too cool for subject
Helen. I almost didn't mention her in the post because it made me so sad to type her name but to not mention her seemed far worse. LJ is a colder, darker place without her constant enthusiasm, for certain.
I hope this year's the best ever, for us all. ::snogs you back under the sadly wilting mistletoe::