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April 29, 2004
jackals in my hands
Awake, because twenty is one of those chapters I have been waiting to write for, oh, five years.
And it's half-wrote now. So everyone can rejoice. And I think I can sleep.
Nineteen done, Twenty is halfway. How am I gonna get Myr out of that wall? Crap.
Painting myself into corners in Missouri,
Steph
Posted by sdshaver at April 29, 2004 01:58 AM