the everyday adventures of sabrina

i'm happy, hope you're happy too

MLB has an article today talking about (among other things) the macdougal acquisition… and how KW is still not trading brandon mccarthy. yay! this makes me happy. i like our goofy-looking rookie, and he does good work, and it would make me sad to give such a good player (“…the 25-year-old right-handed reliever who probably will be part of the White Sox starting rotation in 2007.”) away to someone else who would then win games with him.

also, in addition to him being a fine pitcher (which i, jealously, wish to hoard for our team) i find it really entertaining to watch brandon. especially when he’s wearing his socks up high, dude is eighty-hundred and nine feet (and two inches) tall!

hmpf.

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in honor of having to explain what chucks are, and justify my fondness for same, today to someone:

All Star

first of all, my apologies to everyone who’s been bugging me to go out and be social, or at least, for the love of god, to update my damned blog. sorry, sorry, sorry! have been very busy lately, and when have been not busy, have been either stressed and anxious due to quitting old job and starting new job, or sleepwalking due to insomnia. trust me, you wouldn’t have wanted to have been around me anyways. my cats didn’t want to be around me.

but now, a very short update about the job. as mentioned previously, my cube faces a television which broadcasts CNBC all day. mostly this is “meh” at best, but today i happened to notice them airing a special groundbreaking news item: apparently a new study reveals that bicycling is actually worse for the environment than driving. the reason given is that because bicycling makes you healthy, and if you’re healthy you live longer, and if you live longer you generate more trash and use more energy and so on and so forth. since it’s a well-known fact i have nothing but disdain for treehugging filthy hippies and their filthy hippie self-powered transit, i went out and bought a shiny new bike after work. screw the environment! i’ma ride a bike! my shiny new bike is a charmer. she’s blue and white, has blue fenders and a silver chain guard, a built-in back deck and headlamp (!!!), and a kickstand. technically speaking she’s not really new… i’d say, oh, 1950s vintage, and she’s got a little rust so she’s not particularly shiny either, but she’s new to me and she’s shiny in my sight. and i get a kick out of riding her, which i did for three miles up western avenue and across division, then up ashland during rush hour (and lived to tell the tale, even without my helmet). so, screw you greenpeace hippies! i’m riding my bike! MUAHAHAHAHAAAA. (and i’m going to donate the santa bike to working bikes, from whom i acquired my shiny new bike — who needs a name — sometime soon. i like my santa bike in theory, but in practice it hurts my wrists to ride it, so i had to either make a bunch of changes to the santa bike or replace it, and i went with a replacement. for sixty dolla! woohoo bargain-hunting recycling charity co-op shopper niqui!) pictures of shiny new bike later. gotta run, now.

ohhh, yeeeaah

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niqui loves herself some insomnia, yeah. that’s good times!

am doing the regularly-scheduled-2:15-AM-wake-up thing again. v. irritating. it’s like, what, it’s not enough to not sleep, now it has to happen on a schedule? (why does my mental voice, when writing remarks like that, sound like such a yenta? oy!) in other news: started working for $job++ yesterday. (err, make that $job, now, i suppose.) i was terribly amused on my way to work as i thought i was rocking the doctor who look pretty well: dress shirt, pinstriped trousers, and black chuck taylors. (work shoes were tucked away in the bag, you see. very practical professional woman chic.) this turned into a sort of abashed sense as i got wandered around the office a bit and ran into one of the higher-ups multiple times before i had a chance to change shoes. hopefully no one looked down at the floor, i suppose! anyways, $job seems pretty neat thus far. i’ve traded in my office for a cube facing both a hallway door and a ginormous plasma HD tv which plays CNBC incessantly all day, which my new coworkers assure me i will learn to tune out in just a couple of days because it’s so annoying (i am grateful i am not the only one who confesses to being distracted by the talking heads so prominently placed to the corner of my eye — especially the one guy who looks like joe lieberman’s little brother. oh! imagine my surprise when i made that observation and my coworker who was helping me with stuff had no idea who joe lieberman was. how apolitical — how different from $job–!). i have few and unimpressive multiple displays compared to most other people: i “only” have two 17″ displays. (despite their sharp resolution and clean lines, i do miss my lovely old 21″.) yesterday’s task was setting up xp with all its shiny bells and whistles; today’s will be setting up my linux box. mmm, shiny multiple displays. which window manager shall i choose? i suppose i should probably go with what everyone else uses since i’ll have to support it, but, is it all wrong if i confess that i still like fvwm2? your pal niqui is using outlook + exchange. … it’s not nice to laugh at the handicapped, you know; you should stop that. — on the bright side, i have fuck-all to do with the email system, which is something to be extremely grateful for. all i have to worry about is telling outlook to use a proper quoting mechanism and send in plain text, and keeping my virus scanner up to date, and my work is done in that particular area. hah. my alarm went off; i had to “get up for work” five minutes ago. gotta cut this short, i guess. working the middle shift today: 7AM. also have a late meeting in hyde park to run off to after work, so i should be nicely tired when i get home tonight so maybe i can actually sleep through the night, tonight. that would be nice.

going, going, gone

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so today’s my last day of work for the university.

it’s all a little scary and sad, really. i’ve worked at the university for four and a half years. so it’s a little like an entire undergraduate career… only, you know, with less debt incurred by the end of it. anyways. sad. quitting sucks. even if am totally excited about the new gig, it still sucks.