the everyday adventures of sabrina

fucking up the sound of cardboard and tape

18 April 2006 at 21:53 sabrina Comments off

music indulged in (thus far) to keep spirits up whilst cleaning, painting, and packing:

!!!, louden up now
bloc party, bloc party ep and silent alarm
the bravery, the bravery
broken social scene, broken social scene and feel good lost
deee-lite, infinity within, sampladelic relics and world clique
the go! team, thunder, lightning, strike
kaiser chiefs, employment
krs-one, keep right
lcd soundsystem, lcd soundsystem
new order, substance
pet shop boys, discography
the pixies, bossanova, doolittle, death to the pixies, and surfer rosa
britney spears, my prerogative (well, selections off of it, anyways)
steely dan, a decade of steely dan and countdown to ecstasy
sufjan stevens, illinois
weezer, make believe
yeah yeah yeahs, fever to tell
and last but certainly not least: THE SUBWOOFER NEIGHBOR. one more day! one more day!

gosh, guys.

18 April 2006 at 05:48 sabrina Comments off

guess you decided to not give me another opportunity to mock you about the royals. well, this evening anyways. awesome.

i have to say: tadahito iguchi’s flying throw to first saturday was the stuff of which legends are made. seriously. i’m bummed i didn’t get to see it, only see pictures and video clips after the fact.

Tadahito Iguchi, about eight inches off the ground, throwing the runner out at fist

then of course there were mark buerhle’s slip-and-slide rain delay theatre antics on sunday: Mark Buerhle running at the tarp to take a dive on it

okay, okay, okay: i don’t want our COMPLETELY FUCKING MOST AMAZING STARTING PITCHER to injure himself doing something stupid like sliding on a tarp in the rain. but, i ADORE that shit-eating grin on his face. it’s just happy! how can you look at someone doing that and not be happy too? he looks like a little kid. he makes me want to get a tarp and a torrential downpour of my own. i love my guys.

baseball, sports, white sox none

upon reflection—

17 April 2006 at 05:10 sabrina Comments off

the rules of moving, in excerpt:

throw it away.
if you can’t bear to throw it out, you have to wash it before you pack it. if you don’t want to wash it, throw it away.
if you really don’t want to replace it, you still have to wash it before you pack it.

surprisingly, this system works pretty well. if you don’t care enough to want to wash off the dust, you don’t care enough to move it, and it therefore gets trashed or donated. if you feel it would be wasteful to replace it just because it’s dirty, you shame yourself out of being too lazy to wash off a little soap scum.

i’m beginning to think i might actually have this stuff under control, and might conceivably be ready for the movers to show up at 0900 wednesday. might.

moving none

my life: in boxes

16 April 2006 at 23:30 sabrina Comments off

My tiny little studio apartment is a DISASTER. Seriously, i’m going to kill myself accidentally walking into shit.

moblog, moving none

dude, is downs even old enough to be pitching for a major league team?

15 April 2006 at 07:55 sabrina Comments off

okay, i crack myself the hell up every time i yell “PAULIE!” at my guy in the number 14 jersey, mostly because for some reason i have no fucking clue why i always pronounce it like i’m from new jersey. PAWWWWWWLIEE!

also, apparently i talk a lot to the ball players on the television after most of a bottle of wine. teehee. … oh, fuck you, walker. i thought canadians were supposed to be polite. trying to hit two of my guys, that’s not polite. dick! … how to tell a nerd baseball fan: “oh! the font, on your jerseys? for your name? FUCKING UGLY!” … you know, kim, it occurs to me that we ought to have some sort of baseball chat room, so we can bitch at someone about our respective teams’ games, even when we’re not actually playing each other. at least we’d have another nerdy baseball fangirl to talk to. … okay, one thing i’m going to miss after i move to wicker park is the ability to walk across the street to pick up a bottle of cold kriek lambic and a pack of MCDs between innings. … i do not approve of the outcome of this evening’s outing. stupid canadians!