Saturday, November 01, 2003
Me and Ochuko were renting an apartment before we went to college. We had these weird russian roommates that I've dreamt about before. The family consists of a super old grandma, old parents, and one whiny, pushy boy of 8 or 9 years old who smoked a pack a day. He walked all over his parents, so he could do whatever he wanted. He always let me bum cigarettes. The only thing else I remember is that I flew a jet and almost crashed it. Also there were a bunch of car wrecks, and I kept flying out of the car and catching myself on a ledge every time, just barely not falling down huge cliffs, but I wasn't scared.
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