I had Japanese food for dinner on Sunday. Hey kids – can we say too much garlic? I knew you could.
Whoops, I’ve gone and done it again. Its 11:00, I’ve lost track of time once again, and I have just consumed an entire pizza. This is great – and probably indicates that I won’t get to sleep until something like 4 am. Considering I have to get up at 6:00, drive to the bottom of SFU, take the bus, go through 3 hours of class, get back on the bus, drive to Richmond (where I expect to spend a further 3-400 dollars getting my blasted car through the BC gov’t scam called airCare) and back again, and then go through another 3 hours of class – its a good thing that I won’t be getting any sleep the night before all of this.
I was standing outside the library at SFU the other day, and I noticed a young woman looking at me. She looked at me, then at papers on her clipboard, at me again, then the clipboard again. Then she waved over some other clipboard carrying guy, and then she pointed at me. They then both scrutinized the clipboard – this was getting interesting. So then the woman came over to me, and handed me a sheet. Apparently, I fit the description of extras that they wanted for a movie. I read the physical description, and I am not sure that I am flattered by any means.