Michael R. Barrick's blog

My brain is fried. I didn't get enough sleep last night (my fault) and now I can't concentrate and everything is bugging me. I'm looking at a bunch of numbers trying to figure out why totals on some sales reports don't match and I don't give a shit about it. This is way, way too dry. My enthusiasm for this job is a low point just now. I like this city, but I'm not sure spending eight hours a day in this pen cubicle is worth it. Things are going absolutely nowhere with Ivana and I have no prospects.

My walk to work was particularly pleasant this morning. There was a wonderful smelling briny breeze blowing across the Granville bridge. If I hadn't left a bit late this morning I would have hung around at the apex of the bridge just to breathe it in for a while. Then, as I reverse negotiated a shortcut I reconnoitered yesterday's walk home I discovered an absolutely stunning vista.

This is the funniest thing I've seen since Bill Gate's "640 K" quote:

"Computer games don't affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive electronic music."

- Kristian Wilson, Nintendo, Inc, 1989

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/26532.html

I forgot to mention this. It occurred to me walking to work this morning. There was this woman wearing a DKNY t-shirt. Sorry, ma'am, but just because it says DKNY and it cost you $75 doesn't mean it still isn't fucking underwear with an ad on it. Like those four letters make it chic. They just make it stupid. Could have just as easily pinned three $20 bills to the front of a good-quality $15 blank t-shirt for the same effect.

Just because something is expensive does not mean it is in good taste.

So we got free ice cream at work today. Woo-hoo - sugar rush right before walking home. Today was such a great day to walk, except for the evil revenge of "Song in Your Head Boy" - of all the dumb things to get stuck in my head on the way home I had "I have spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle\as I go walking merrily along"!! Pure, self-induced torture that was.

Blah. I'm sleepy today. I've got two hours to go and I have pretty much run out of steam. The stuff I was working on this morning was interesting but now I've just got dull stuff to do. I can't wait to go home and finish off the leftover Chinese food from last night along with a pint of Guinness.

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/25728.html

This is all Sleepless Knight's fault. After introducing him to northern European food last night we got to talking about different cuisines. I now find myself craving Chinese food and very impatiently waiting for my favourite takeout place to open at 4:30 so I can feed my hangover. Normally I'd go for a "Greek Burger" at the Vine Yard or some really greasy bacon and eggs, but nooooo not today. Today I am dying for fried rice and sweet and sour pork balls....

Do you know where your brain is?

I have not been so covered in lipstick since I was whoring around at the Catwalk at C6. In deference to the official status of my divorce I was asking every cute girl at the club to kiss me on the cheek. As I got drunker I extended that to anyone who was wearing lipstick. I've got some photos that I'll post tomorrow.

I am just waiting for Opium to pick me up to go to Sanctuary. I was determined to go out and celebrate my divorce tonight but now I find myself confused. Ivana called. I was sure it was hopeless and I was determined to move on, now I don't know again. This is killing me.

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/24816.html