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I have seriously never identified more with a fictional character. It's frightening.

I enjoy Nick, he reminds me of me. With a little more control over his irrational anger.

Nick Miller - the man who reflects back at us all the fear and loathing and regret that we hold onto inside our weary souls, and he makes it seem funny and makes us feel like we're less alone.
He's a bit like beer actually.

Never change, Nick Miller. Never change.

I hope "write another novel" is on his list, too.

Does being whirled around by an old guy in the pool count as "exercising more"?

Also, I see no need to overcome a fear of clowns. That is a perfectly legitimate and wise fear to have.

Nick Miller, Nick Miller, he's the illest of the ill. He pours a hundred drinks and none have ever spilled.