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Sunday, September 12, 2004


   Dear online diary...
It is the eighth day, and still the twitch exists. It continued during Sunday school. I fear there may be no release from the seismic clutch of this torturer known as the eyebrow twitch. No matter how small it gets throughout the day, by next day it has started yet again. I tell you this with my ever-diminishing amount of tolerance. If I run out soon I may need to get a piercing to calm the beast, or not.
Shall this form of annoyance never end? Or will I end up the person rejected by society from the reason of a single uncontrollable muscle?
I bid thee farewell for now, but not goodbye.

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