Go To: 4.19.00   4.13.00 StoryBoard   April 20th, 2000 That Stings! I've been curled up at my desk in a quivering fetal ball since I arrived at work this morning. Have you ever passed a car wreck on the way to the office? Witnessed something so disturbing and terrifying that the hairs stand up on the back of your neck and your stomach flip flops like scorched butter on a griddle? You want to shake it, but you can't? The picture clings to the back of your eyelids like rain dripping down a visual pane? Here's my story. That Stings! See ya manyannnnnnnnna! Maji     Unless otherwise specified, all material Copyright 1999,2000 by Marijke Hildreth TOP

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