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The Stars Have Eyes
A Diary
29.7.04
Hm.
Hm. Not much to say, or write, except my group presentation for Friday is officially under control. It's late and I've been online way too long. Time for a snack and then off to dreamland. Yawn.
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Jay
I'm an undergrad working on a double major in sociology and English literature. I write short fiction, poetry and the occasional freelance article.
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