i think i might have let the dye soak in a little long, today.
also, i definitely should have reinstated the skunk stripe. dang. although, at least virtually-black works better for me than blonde.Browsing Posts published by sabrina
friends + movie + chinese food = happy niqui.
turns out, i was accidentally invalidating my RSS syntax in the feed any time i used any &special; &html; &entities; like è or (a personal favorite) —. this results in things like my livejournal feed reporting my “Bio” to be “qu’il porte des oeillres,” which is not quite so charming as the correct version. — anyways, while the default blosxom rss wackiness was perfectly happy to & up my &s in the blog entries themselves, it was leaving my title and description untouched, which meant when i switched the title to french or used an em dash it barfed all over the place. i cheated; i just copied and pasted the appropriate lines to mess with my $blog_description. it was too much work to fix everything (it would have meant copying and pasting again!), and besides, i don’t plan to change the blog’s title to anything that requires &s anyways. i’m kind of fond of my silly blog title.
discovered that by accident while trying to figure out how to put a link to the comments page in the entry body itself. (which should now appear — for real this time! … an hour later, after LJ barfs all over the feed, uh, for real again this time, maybe?) in other news, i’m kinda getting a kick out of writing &. and &. and on and on and on! oh, the madness! &! &! try it; it’s fun!brokeback mountain is the saddest fucking movie i have seen in a damn long time. possibly ever.
it was excellent — but my god i am glad i brought kleenex. i don’t think i’m actually recovered from watching it yet. if i break out into random bursts of tears tomorrow … relax, everyone, i’m just having a flashback to the film.last night, the Corridor of Doom was host to a very special visitor: The Alcohol Fairy.
someone came in the night and dropped off delicious beverages for several of us. whoever it was did a good job in paying attention to our individual tastes, as everyone’s drink was customized. none of us has any fucking clue who it was. we spent, seriously, like 90 minutes in aggregate trying to figure it out. i actually have a long, annotated list of suspects on my whiteboard now. it is still a mystery.
