Sunday 6/2/2002:
Josh, another person and I are on the run from a slew of armed men. We are trying to plan our escape in the lobby of a multistory building. I'm anxious to go but wait for Josh, who's putting some papers together on the floor. It looks like he's copying info from a film festival schedule. I ask him why he can't just take it. I hear footsteps coming up the stairwell and get ready to waylay them if need be. It turns out to be just a really short older lady. I run around to check all the stairwells. So far, everything's clear.
Woke up humming Fugees' "Ooh La La La."
Josh, another person and I are on the run from a slew of armed men. We are trying to plan our escape in the lobby of a multistory building. I'm anxious to go but wait for Josh, who's putting some papers together on the floor. It looks like he's copying info from a film festival schedule. I ask him why he can't just take it. I hear footsteps coming up the stairwell and get ready to waylay them if need be. It turns out to be just a really short older lady. I run around to check all the stairwells. So far, everything's clear.
Woke up humming Fugees' "Ooh La La La."
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