Michael R. Barrick's blog
Sun, 2001/06/17 - 1:08am
I just got back from seeing Moulin Rouge with Trish and I am inspired. I have, with no question, one foot firmly planted in the 19th century and a romantic notion of Bohemianism. I bought into it early, when I was 11 years old I saw the real Moulin Rouge. I had already bought the image whole-heartledly enough that I was horribly disappointed that it was no longer a nightclub. On that same trip I escaped from the tour (to my mother's horror) and took off on my own to see what the streets off the tourist path looked like.
Sat, 2001/06/16 - 7:53pm
OK. My "soft-rock", SUV driving, yuppie poster-boy, fuck-head upstairs neighbour cranked up Elton John again 
. He played "Do You Believe in Love" repeatedly the other day and just hit me with it again. Ugh. I've gone up and asked him shut off the shit before. Then I realized that the only time he turns the music up that loud is when he is fucking, and I don't need to see him in his skivvies with wood again, thanks.
Fri, 2001/06/15 - 10:05am
Yup. Today is payday!
I got up early to check my account and there it was, the fruits of my "labour", the payment for my soul, the reward for my pennance. The bill collectors have been placated and there is money left for eating, drinking and general merriment!
Of the bills paid the most notable is my lawyer, which means my divorce is really, really over now. There is absolutely nothing left to worry about now. That is such a huge relief!
Thu, 2001/06/14 - 5:34pm
No one works Monday because they are too tired and depressed.
Everyone schedules meetings on Tuesday so they can plan how to make up for the time they wasted on Monday.
Wednesday some work gets done.
Thursday the sleep deprivation is starting to kick in and no one can concentrate and a lot of chatting but very little work gets done.
Friday everyone spends the morning making up things they can say they did all week and the afternoon watching the clock and waiting to bolt.
Rinse. Repeat.
Wed, 2001/06/13 - 9:37pm
I have no money left. My car insurance expires at midnight and I'm getting phone calls from bill collectors. If I was still doing nothing but private consulting I'd be so fucked. But I'm not fucked because Friday is payday!!! Yay! Who wants to get hammered at Organica?
Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/44303.html
Wed, 2001/06/13 - 12:55pm
Tue, 2001/06/12 - 6:42pm
A day that didn't suck! The morning flew by, followed by a two hour strategy meeting that not only took two hours out of the day, but was in fact useful, followed by some coding that was actually interesting. Go figure.
Mon, 2001/06/11 - 9:44pm
Does my life suck or not? Work bit ass, of course. Would you believe I'm actually working on a project for a guy named Raybert. I can't hear his name without thinking "Dogbert". But then I took an alternate way home and I started feeling so much better. Rather than walking over the bridge I took one of the little Granville Island ferries across False Creek so I could stop by the market on the way home. This could become addicting. I love boats, and then walking through the market on the way home is perfect.
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