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i'm with dad in bridgeville (i assume). we're landscaping. building a bunch of rock walls, sort of, and platforms/stairs and stuff. not much else (yet). realize that we need to plan a bunch of it out before getting too carried away if it's going to look very good.

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sort of in the same place. to the east there is a steep hill with snow on both sides. brett's there. he's repeatedly skiing down. he's all frustrated because he can't do really tight slalom turns every time. it's pissing him off. he tries to get me to do it to prove how hard it is. it's pretty steep, i decline.

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there's some sort of day care thing going on. bunch of little kids around. i keep thinking about how great charley is with kids. i watch him for a while. he's got some crazy toy thing of some sort with a goofy name. it fits in a little box about 2"x5"x7".

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i'm wandering around a big skyscraper in downtown la. initially have a little bit of trouble getting my bearings (i'm disoriented for some reason) but figure out what directions what. looking for a storage fascility that's supposed to be on the 12th or 13th floor. i don't remember which. i'm heading up an elevator. the door doesn't close for some reason. i see mom a few floors down; she see's me.

i end up on the 13th floor. looking around the perimiter trying to find the place. i thought i saw it earlier but it's not there. end up on some funny road thing going around the outside. there's traffic that i'm avoiding. dead grass. after going all the way around i realize it must be on the floor below...

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we need something burned into a pcmcia memory card. trying to find someone who will do it. they're also in the tall building. talking to jack about the area we're in and how nice it is and hte houses are. he says he wants a house that's right next to the box office for a theatre.

we find the place, but it's close. reading all the stuff on the wall/barrier thing. i look over the thing somehow and realize that there's somebody asleep inside. we do something tricky to wake him up (call the number i think). and give him the cf with the data somehow. it comes back with a photo of a middle finger (although it's hard to tell sorta). after a bit of coaxing actually end up talking to him. explain that we can't find people who will do it, that we hoped he would, but weren't sure because there was some not we could see through the window that said that he wasn't doing it anymore, not worth it. he explains something about how slow the burner is and how it's hardly worth his time. but that he'll do it (since he's a cool guy or something).

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