the everyday adventures of sabrina

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<twork> well, /me is white trash.
<niqui> are you? but i don’t think i’ve ever even seen you with a beer can in a cosy.
* twork is *totally* white trash, though /me tries to cover it up.
<twork> you can take the boy out of the trailer park…
* niqui, on the other hand, *has* drunk bad domestic beer out of a can in a beat-up foam cosy while fishing illegally.
<niqui>that’s your image for today.
<niqui> oh, i was probably also smoking at the time.
<twork> niqui wins today’s white trash derby!
<niqui> i had sandals on, though. (no fishhooks, please.)

hmf.

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jose contreras, you are in VERY BIG TROUBLE for saturday.

noro kureyon yarn is really nice.

</commenting on a wip that i’m not photographing, nyah>

oh, come on

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why the hell can we take good teams to school, but we really, really stink against bad teams?

seriously, there is no excuse for two losses in a row against the royals. none! they’re the worst team in baseball. and they’re embarassing us because certain starting pitchers can’t concentrate after they give up a run? please. mcfly, you’re a slacker! there is a little kid in our break room at work right now wearing a podsednik jersey. (i approve of that parenting. start ’em off right!) mark buehrle, if you slack, you could make that little kid cry today! you wouldn’t want to do that, would you? i can’t believe i’m even asking this question but — based on the last three games, you want to pitch more like freddy than like jose, don’t you? YES YOU DO. at least alex cintron and a couple other guys apparently showed up to play baseball last night.

the setting:
everyone standing around my cube as we stare in deep contemplation at a Corner Bakery menu, planning what we’re going to order for lunch.

the players:
niqui, a sox fan
C, a cubs fan
E, wisely remaining silent on baseball allegiances

E: look at this guy! (points to my Ozzie rookie card, now thumbtacked up — in its little protective plastic sleeve, natch — on my cube wall) i’ve got an accent, but this guy! his is bad!

C: and he’s been here like twenty years!

E: now how’d she (nodding at niqui) get to be a sox fan?

C: (laughs)

niqui: (looks up from menu) that’s good taste and breeding, my friend!

C: yeah, yeah!

niqui: (encouragingly) hey, you guys didn’t do too badly last night, zambrano got the win.

C: see, she sounds condescending though!

E: well, she’s got the champions… you’ve got the cubs.