Yesterday was Neal's birthday, so everyone give a shout out to him on turning twenty-four (I think). He was in Kelowna with the parents so I didn't have to feel guilty skipping his birthday to go to a Whitecaps game [wc]. Work was slow, but not slow enough that I had time to slip back onto the set of the Marky Mark movie [jks]. So sadly there will be no photographic evidence that I managed to infiltrate the next Vancouver filmed bomb.
Today I'm back in Metrotown after spending the weekend at the Seymour and Robson store. Already I'm wanting to chuck a wheeled office chair at customers. One day I'm just going to snap, quit and go work for eBay.