the everyday adventures of sabrina

i'm happy, hope you're happy too

Browsing Posts published by sabrina

  • 309 685 4195 – childhood home phone.
  • 312 802 1902 – my old desk phone at wwa
  • 3-0003 – the helpdesk phone number when i was a student employee for the ADN at UIC
  • 312 259 4193 – my first cell phone, which i picked because the last four digits were close to my childhood phone number, but which i could never remember the prefix of (and kept giving it as 253, which really just led to more confusion) for a very long time.

and, honorable mention (since this is such a short lists entry): license plates!

  • IL KE 2125 – my mom’s license plate for like 15 years
  • IL VIV NIN 1 – my first license plate, back when i really really liked nine inch nails. I WAS SIXTEEN; SHUT UP.
  • IL 563 something – my first plates on the passat, before i got breast cancer plates
  • IL 4280 – current plates. i am never sure if the “CD” plate class designation is a part of the plate number or not (i.e., if my plate number is officially “4280” or “4280 CD”), which led to much confusion during the stolen car incident. amusingly, none of the police officers with whom i spoke seemed to know either!

damn.

Comments off

who turned on the humidifier in the big blue room?

welcome to summer. spring sure was nice, earlier this week.

sunshine!

Comments off

haven’t listened to this in a while. it seemed a good day for it.

well, it might seem like we’re not the ones to tell you,
but who’s in charge of your destiny,
some dumb fucker or is it?
you know it’s not what’s in between your legs, but what’s inside your head that counts.
you say you’re worthless,
but i see through the bullshit—i see through the bullshit.
we’re not helpless; you can stand on your own two feet,
so why do you let yourself be treated like a fucking piece of meat?
you call it life, i call it rape, i call it prostitution,
i don’t know why you hate yourself, ‘cos you’re not ugly at all.
so let the sunshine in, and chase away your blues,
‘cos smilers never lose, and frowners never win.
so let the sunshine in!
i know it’s fucking hard, but now it’s time to try to start to let the sunshine in.
and when you feel fucked up, yeah, life is in the gutter;
think about it for a minute,
it’s what you say that matters.
don’t call it life, just call it rape, just call it prostitution,
and you won’t have to hate yourself, ‘cos you know you’re a beautiful person.
let the sunshine in, and chase away your blues,
‘cos smilers never lose, and frowners never win.
so let the sunshine in!
i know it’s fucking hard,
but now it’s time to try to start to let the sunshine in.
the sun’s gonna shine on you,
the sun’s gonna shine on you,
the sun’s gonna shine on you,
so let the sunshine, let the sunshine through!
the sun’s gonna shine on you,
the sun’s gonna shine on you,
the sun’s gonna shine on you,
so let the sunshine, let the sunshine, you gotta let the sunshine,
let the sunshine, let the sunshine, let the sunshine, let the sunshine,
let the sunshine, let the sunshine, let the sunshine through!

cheerful tulips

Comments off

cheerful tulips
Everyone likes tulips!

strategic coffee failure
Thankfully it did not reach *critical* coffee failure state, as I discovered the top of the cup basically melted partway through my commute and stopped driving with my usual, shall we say, verve.