Thursday, February 2, 2012

On the 8. The driver's in an awful hurry. As soon as I got on she slammed on the gas. Anyone getting on is have trouble not falling on the way to their seats.
On the 140 now. Next to Hagrid / Hurley and a guy who is high or mentally unstable. The latter is talking to me a lot. "How are you? My name's Ray. Are you okay? I'm okay."

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