there's a guy i know. a lot of us know. he's a dick. and i know this may not be the place to say anything but, this guy, larry, is a fuckin' asshole. he is a waste of skin. he is a terrible human being. larry is leaving us-sort of, so now is the time to say all the things to larry that have needed to be said. i'm gonna hold off a little-kinda late now i guess but, i will keep it to myself for a minute or two more. some others though may be telling him, right now maybe.
it is amazing how someone, with the help of someone else, can take advantage of people they say they like. steal thousands and thousands from them with a big old smile on their face. another dick in the equation is a dude named mark. not a mark you know. a mark i know. a mark i'll be giving a talking to. sorry to be so cryptic but now is not the time. very close though. soon the pound of flesh will be extracted.
and a happier note... it's sunday. time to get some groceries, go see the garbs, have a coffee, maybe go to the gym...
yesterday-sorry i forgot about this-was the unveiling of the IE Creative Ocean Commotion ball machine thingy. it's one of them machines where the balls get moved around by a series of conveyors and chains and pulleys and go from top to bottom and run through rails and slides-one of them things. super cool. it took them 3000 hours to build over a time of three years. it was commissoned by Ocean Cement. it's not right outside the plant on granville island. last night they had a party to celebrate the completion of the project. i'm not a party guy so i went by for a minute or so, said hello, and then headed home to fall asleep on the couch. i had played hockey earlier-where corie and i connected on a nice goal-and then a big dinner at topanga with penelope and corie, so i was done.
ok...errand time.
g. xo
the ie creative ball machine thingy. good work kids.
the queen's daughter, cassidy, gets ready to go rock out friday night.
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