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June 2001

"You should have checked your horoscope in THE POST"

"It's time for a new set of illusions that will serve you better in the coming week. Resisting the inevitable isn't going to help you feel anything but frustrated, Leo. Work on accepting the cosmic drift that blows through your world on a regular basis. "

(not from The Post, but rather Astrology.com)

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/42448.html


I hate being harmless

I really have to work on the whole asshole/fuckhead thing or I may never have sex again. Nobody sleeps with the nice guy. It is starting to get on my nerves...

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/41816.html


Killing Time

I'm just sitting here with Tharsis, drinking a Bombay and Tonic, waiting for Trish to come over. It should be an interesting night, there is drama waiting to unfold. This is my life. I'm not sure how I got here. But here I am nonetheless.


"That's not a woman! That's a man, man!"

Bwaaahahaha So much for nostalgia.

So I just spent the afternoon at Shona's party with my ex-wife in attendance. I haven't actually seen her in a few years. My jaw nearly hit the floor when I saw her. Holy bull-dyke from hell! I realized my reaction was pretty obvious so I quickly made a comment about her hair looking good short and carried on.


Save me Geebus

OK, some highlights of the evening:


Don't you hate it when...

...you know more about a problem than the person who is supposed to fix it?


This scares me

OK. I'm sick. I have established that. Walking three kilometres is hard and my reactions are impaired. I'm also making stupid mistakes and just generally having a hard time thinking. OK, whatever, that's just being sick. But if I were out of shape and stupid my whole life would be like this. That's scary. There are armies of lazy-ass, stupid people out there like this everyday, diving their cars to work.


Stupid things you do

OK. I'm sick. Fine. I take a day off work to recuperate. Fine. I get a really good night's sleep, fine. I start feeling better, also fine. I decide to re-sew and re-hang all the curtains in my apartment - not fine. Stupid, in fact. I finished, I had to because my apartment is a studio with windows on three sides and ergo is a fish bowl without curtains, but now I am exhausted.

Note to self: when you take a day off to rest, rest, you stupid fuckhead!


Things that show up in the mail

We must walk consciously only part way toward our goal, and then leap in the dark to our success.

- Henry David Thoreau

I'm home from work, sick, thinking about direction and goals. I'm going to need to go with the flow for a while at least - I can't do anything without some money in my pocket.

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/40177.html


I do not feel good today

OK. Monday I just thought it was a hangover. Yesterday I was thinking, "Well, maybe I'm getting sick." Today I am thinking, "Fuck. I'm sick." Walking in to work was not fun. By the time I got here I was totally light-headed. I've been here for over an hour and I still feel wobbly. I think I may need to take a sick day tomorrow.

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/39793.html


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