man, i love that song....
so, after yesterday's action today should have been a cake walk....but it wasn't. met with jessica today for coffee-she's on her way to cuba-nice...so it wa a short coffe-she's taking her mom. the it was off to granville island to make glen an aluminum birthday card, then home to get dressed for lunch with glen, janine and floyd. i was a little pooped. afterwards i gave the floyd and janine a ride to the fery in horseshoe bay and then up to voltage to see the kids and get a couple of things-i think white chum may be at the postal outlet on pender street-i'm gonna drop by there tomorrow and have a look...and pay the freakin' duty and taxes...excellent.
i went to granville island-saw garbs, ran into brady, gave brady a ride and then the garbs and i went to the templeton to eat and put some grip tape on the stairs i fell down...after eating i tried to fix some neon they have there but failed miserably...then danielle gave me shit and i may never eat there again. i ain't kiddin'. oh well....
the after a little relax it was off to pam's birthday party at propellor....i'm sorry if this update lacks energy, humour or anything else but all in all...it was a bit of a shitty day. in between these lines a few other things happened that i don't need or want to get into...so fuck it...here's a bunch of pics from the day....
good fuckin' times....
happy birthday glen. happy birthday pam. i love you both.
g. xo
the queen and byron rock the house.

the queen has her cake. i forced her to go out with me even thiough she really wanted to stay at home in her pj's...

sleepy kid.

mishi. yup. mishi.

mishi brings pam some cake.


nick! paint a fucking painting!!!!!!

nic!!!!

glen's birthday card.

most people hate me.

kirsten gives us her teacher face.

lisa g.

marcy, mishi and byron.

byron-who has a show of his art in the indian restaurant above the brickhouse on main.

kooky corey and cheryl.


garbs get into the drinks.

mishi makes the garbs make a funny face.

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i think i know who was writing stuff here at 3 in the morning-but then deleting it.
g.
yeah..that was me. it was nothing...it just sounded stupid. it was after 3am...jox
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