Michael R. Barrick's blog

OK, I need to go to bed like a good ZelleFallhammer, but just to pique your curiosity:

Trish gave me a fish and touched my thing,

I touched Jen's boob,

and Nic kissed me.

So there.

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I'm just in that kind of mood...

You are the weakest link. Goodbye.

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I was in a mood to hear something I hadn't listed to in a while and pulled my old Generation X albums out. This stuff kicks ass!

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I took the nerdity test.

Nerdity Quotient: 56.80% (284/500)

N.B. Not only am I enough of a nerd to have done this at all, I did it after mindnight on a Saturday night after spending the evening playing chess with someone ;-)

(And I edited this entry three times to make corrections and ammendments!)

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*sigh*

I just spent the evening playing chess with Ivana. What do I do with her? Half of me wants to throw my hands up in frustration and walk away, the other half wants to buy a ring. I've got the little miniature-me angel and devil characters on my shoulders giving my advice, only I don't know which one is which. It's not even a clear cut head/heart dichotomy - I have sensible reasons for going either way, I have strong feelings on both sides of the fence. I am the perfect example of ambivalence. I am vehemently ambivalent.

The Nepalese heir apparent went psycho, shot everyone in his extended family, tried to kill himself as well, botched the suicide and now he is king. Interesting way to get ahead in life.

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OK. I'm still broke so I'm looking for cheap entertainment. There is blank panel on my easel that is taunting me and I have exciting things to do like laundry, but I want to do something new. Well, I thought of something new. "I wonder what will happen if I shove this ice-cream box in the garberator?" I think. Well, guess what. It worked. "Hmmm...? If that worked what about this empty cereal box?" Yup. That worked too.

How much more pathetic can I get?

My mom's heart is starting to act up a bit. She's on beta blockers for hypertension now. She's just turned 71 so this isn't exactly something unusual. It's not like she is going to keel over tomorrow. But my sister is bugging me to go back to the island to visit. I can't afford it right now. I think she may be so insistent out of guilt about what happened when my dad was sick. She phoned me to tell me he was in the hospital and probably not going to make it.

I got "accused" of having a criminal mind this evening for describing how easy it would be to take out Manhattan's water supply.

I get bored. I think of things.

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So "the plan" is starting to gel in my head now. I took a long bath the wash the bank ick off my soul for the weekend and consulted with Tharsis. There is still a great deal of confusion to be sorted through and many obligations to be integrated in the escape plan still, but I'll figure it out.

"The trick, William Potter, is not minding that it hurts"

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