the everyday adventures of sabrina

i’d write more about this evening, but i now have a compound fracture in my right wrist that may require surgery, and frankly all the vicodin is doing for me is making me want to puke. fun, fun, fun.

few things hold the power to freak me out so much as hearing a roar and looking out of my 36th-floor hotel room window to see a huge delta jet flying fucking low to the ground — and i’m serious, it was basically at eye-level from my perspective — a few blocks away. it just […]

pxr5, this one’s for you:

this talk could have been subtitled “the many reasons felt she had to leave livejournal.com due to the massive suck.” and then there’s the whole memey thing about blogging about blogging about (and blogging about) writing about the talk, which i can’t resist doing because i’m a sheep…

foreach my $uri (@http://del.icio.us/sldownard/) {    open(LINK, $uri) or die “I’m too lame to read sabrina’s lame links.\n”;    browse(LINK);    close(LINK); }