there’s nothing like sneaking through the back at 4:45am, and aghast at finding your jetlagged parents washing dishes in the kitchen, covertly grabbing the secret backup keys, quietly coming through the front door, and just by the purest chances of all eternity, running into your father walking the corridor as your stealth mode turns into naught. oh well. good times with soju and main street santa monica :P

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  1. cousin james

    one, peter pan will never be the same for me! hahahahahaaa!

    two, soju rules!

    three, how was neverland? hahahahaahahaha!

  2. cousin james

    five, the bag that i threw in YOUR trash can! what a surprise we saw hanging on the bag! ewwwww! :P


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