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After two months without going to the "chúrnal", finally, for no apparent reason, I get to update, and when I click on the tab in question, opens before my eyes a text box in which, the manner of the Sioux, I'm asked, "Recover saved draft?" to which I, afraid of blank sheet and confident that what I had written there would be an opportunity to reinstate thus left abandoned at the end of 2008, I agree with pleasure, and even curious cheered. But what my dismay when, after selecting "OK" and prepare to remember old times, all that appears before me is precisely the same space naked, without even a miserable epitaph. "So often churro draft," I say to myself, not without some hilarity, especially when thinking that this space corresponds quite well with what is, after all, had to say then.

Today, fortunately, things have changed and who inscrutable know why, it replenishes me to write, although my only readers are those four or five friends who, with the punctuality of a clock, I send you a check every first of the month. As always, I do not know how long. What I do know is that if there is one thing that makes you feel good, why stop it? Why do the same thing almost takes you to the guillotine these last Christmas? Why, instead of working, I can spend hours on end thinking of what to expect? Or perhaps because they really want is to ride the mechanical Diaye IAWD forego a healthy and creative exercise of introspection, which also allows me to meet people from the ma s indescribable?

Anyway, I do not dwell further. For today I just squeezed it. It should say, on the other hand, is not nothing me interesting enough to record it. But hey, they will come .... and when that happens, the better that you be prepared.

I leave you with a picture of the snowfall in Madrid (and everyone brings out their own, I will not be least ciborium):



casaaaa The patio is one of my polar, when snow is cubreeee, like the others!

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Ma's Return!!

Well first of all: HAPPY 2009 AND HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR. Yesterday started the year of the ox that it seems to be better than the rat, although this was not bad.

News: Few. The only thing to note is that the 25 published a fic and I'm starting to write an original story. See below.

There is not much else to tell, so I have not connected before. I exams in college, I have my inspiration touching the flats. I have fan / lover the Devil May Cry / Dante. Little more how HJE said. Well now I leave with my original story: Warning yaoi there is romance, "police?, Science fiction? nu. I myself will know how noses. It's called Lady Writer, and yes to the title was inspired by the song of Dire Straits. There will be many references to music that will be good to listen (if you are interested, of course).

Prologue.

Loving? What some say that word! All who have come to love someone so desperate and deeply how I would agree with me that is a word vacuous and empty. Very few people would understand that when the word love ceases to move you and hear you do not think that that special person is that has gone beyond words.

What

is a word anyway? Are mixed only letters that only have the meaning man has given them. Are words. And they are empty words in the wind.

Then there are other words. Some that despite the passage of time still have the meaning given that its writer. Words that mark the beginning or end of something. However, in these cases often matter more how they are placed before the word meanings. Such words are the most interest. Because they are the ones she used.

From Initially I must be honest: this story is not about me. I have not had a very exciting life. Removing two special events have not lived much.

The first was the rise of Equal Party. If you had to describe this season, compared with another that he seemed in the past, some people use the term "neo-Nazism." I do not think so. Both parties may arise in similar seasons, where post-war hunger is hidden in every corner, stalking the unwary. The difference between Nazism and egalitarianism is that the first proposed mayhem; Equal Party proposed the peace and enrich the country. Those who voted wanted something different to bipartisanship prevails. If there was a new party, a different option, it was worth a try. And that neither expected peering in its first elections they had so many votes. Partners soon began to notice something strange. Politicians in this party were becoming richer and more acidic with criticism. The centrist party, the one where everybody could see a hope was radical, making his ideas more and more extremists. The following elections were won by him. His government managed to become life. And that's when the riots stopped because of the harsh repression hacíaa them.

The second was the emergence, rise and subsequent disappearance of the main criticism of this scheme. Although the riots were less frequent, people still had freedom of speech, although freedom of the press had been the first step of the Government. The blogs had become a way of life. A place where the Government could not enter and where anarchists, republicans, monarchists and simple dreamers were mixed in a batter of ideologies that once had something in common: opposition to the new regime.

In this environment emerged a blog. One of many critics and gave their views. The difference between this and the other is that its author had charisma. A charisma that crossed the screen and wrapped you, telling truths as fists, yet so so soft and thunderous that you had no choice but to agree with him.

soon formed a support group for this woman. Every day tens first and then hundreds of people walking on your blog, reading the news or just listening to the music she had added the background to this site. 80's music. A time abandoned by the current music ignored by the young and missed by adults.

No one knew his real name. No one knew his identity. Many hackers boasted of knowing the two passwords in your account, but never before proved. Every day there were rumors that had been trapped. Neither was true.

guess I'm the only ones who can tell the truth known. She. The author of the blog that changed all legislative and political system.

I met Lady Writer.

And that's all. If you like or do not like to leave comments please.