It is run by the French, but despite that drawback it is a grand day out. We take the Eurostar to France (which is fun) but then we have to drive to Paris, or just outside of Paris. Or we fly to Charles de Gaulle which is quicker, but less scenic. Then we get to be children for a week. Except we get to be children who fuck each other and get drunk. Yes, it is a fun fair. And its really good.
--- On Mon, 25/10/10, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:
From: Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com>
Subject: Re: Refreshing
To: "emilieduchatelet8@yahoo.co.uk" <emilieduchatelet8@yahoo.co.uk>
Date: Monday, 25 October, 2010, 18:44
We are familiar with Euro Disney. That is one of
your fun fairs, right? On Mon, Oct 25, 2010 at 1:25 PM, emilieduchatelet8@yahoo.co.uk <emilieduchatelet8@yahoo.co.uk> wrote:
| So thats what you meant when you said you wanted me to work with you on Project PM. I have to be milk monitor. Gee, thanks. (I'm laughing here, you're so funny) Okay I'll remind you to get milk. Also do you know what Project PM stands for? No? Well, Barrett, I will tell you. It stands for Project Penetrate eMma.
And what do you mean, we English used to get? We STILL get powdered creamer. It's considered a great luxury. You Americans are so used to living in luxury you do not know what it is to be invaded by Vikings, French, Nazi's, you name it we've been invaded by it. For a tiny island, we are certainly hankered for by other nations. Everybody wants a piece of us. Frankly I'm appalled. By the way, have you ever been to Euro Disney? It's fucking brilliant. I'll take you. You will DIE. Date: Monday, 25 October, 2010, 17:45Also, one great thing you could do for me is to remind me to bring in milk tomorrow because even though they spent some ungodly sum of money on this office they (1) stocked it with "value brand" coffee of the sort that not even people in prison would drink and actually serve it to their guests (average net worth 12 million or so) and, worse, me, and (2) only have powered "creamer," which reminds me of the sort of thing that you English would have had to get with fucking ration coupons during the height of having rockets shot at you by the Huns. No offense. I brought in actual coffee
and now all I need is to bring in milk and it will be almost like this place has its shit together, except not really. I suppose I haven't even explained to you what is going on here and what it has to do with me but it is a long and complicated story that keeps developing.
On Mon, Oct 25, 2010 at 12:38 PM, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:
Very well. Today's big task is to finish collecting all of the info I have on my soon-to-be-ex-publisher so that the lawyer I'm using can quickly get him a letter explaining that he is in breach of the informal contact and I have withdrawn my manuscript. Then I have to get a two-page proposal to the agent that Barry Eisler hooked me up with last week and who already read the first chapter. Everything else is typically put-offable, like most everything I do. Luckily my stomach is back to normal as of last night (people who haven't gone through the opiate rollercoaster have no idea how triumphant it is to feel completely normal) and I've been able to take my Suboxone again and drink coffee, so I'm ready to get this finished up.
On Mon, Oct 25, 2010 at 11:51 AM, emilieduchatelet8@yahoo.co.uk <emilieduchatelet8@yahoo.co.uk> wrote:
| I just refreshed my blog page and your picture was next to mine on the *Like* button. Thats what I call a sign.
Also while we're on this train, I must tell you that as well as training in human right law, I can throw pots on a wheel, blow glass into nice shapes and I'm a pretty good artist but nobody else thinks so. Don't know why I'm telling you this. I think I just want to talk to you or feel close somehow.
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Regards,
Barrett Brown
512-560-2302
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-- Regards, Barrett Brown 512-560-2302
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