Michael R. Barrick's blog
Tue, 2001/07/17 - 12:41pm
Blah. I have to write a trouble log for a pilot project here at work. I can't even begin to imagine why there isn't a database for this sort of thing, this is precisely what Lotus Notes was
invented for. It used to be called Lotus Support Notes for chrissake. I have a database for this at home. Of course I can't get to it because of the freaking firewall.
"Hi, Michael? Can you jump through these hoops, please? Do you mind if we tie your feet together first?"
Mon, 2001/07/16 - 2:59pm
I am so fucking the dog today. My only concern right now is making this last hour pass so I can get out of here. I just want to go to my favourite restaurant and have an nice dinner then go home and paint. It doesn't help that my immediate co-worker (who is actually pretty cool) is in exactly the same mood.
Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/64115.html
Sun, 2001/07/15 - 5:59pm
The weather has finally turned. It's not bright and hot and miserable anymore. I'm looking forward to good night's sleep in a cool apartment with the soothing sound of raindrops against the windows. Finally.
Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/63633.html
Sun, 2001/07/15 - 2:19am
Ex nihil nihilo fit.
Pardon the stereotypical gothiness of this, but everything sucks. I am, put mildly, unhappy. There are a number of things "wrong":
Fri, 2001/07/13 - 7:14am
I was planning to go to Michelle's new night at the Element Pub and take some pictures. I was a bit tired so I thought I'd have a little nap on the couch before going. That was around 7:30 last night. I woke up at 6 am this morning. I guess I was more tired than I thought. Oops. Sorry, Michelle.
Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/63027.html
Wed, 2001/07/11 - 11:30pm
Just a couple little details from my day that I'd thought I'd toss in for no reason:
In addition to fixing the garberator I also performed minor surgery on the big toe of my left foot. I think it counts as surgery when you are removing flesh and jamming steel a centimetre under the toenail (grossed out yet?). Once again, I hate waiting around for someone to fix something I can fix myself. It had to be done. My toe is happy now.
Wed, 2001/07/11 - 10:40pm
Today was just another day.
I woke up a bit late and missed my call to Research In Motion. Oh, well. I'm not really "the grass is greener" type and this just may be my own subconscious telling me that right here is good enough. I fed the cats, drank my coffee, ironed some clothes for the day, showered, dressed and wandered away toward the shiny skyscrapers full of dull people.
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