One-cent thoughts
March 5, 2001so, i need a haircut but i won’t be able to get it cut until the 17th at the soonest, and we are putting our apartment search on hold because our landlord hasn’t even given us an eviction notice, and it is raining again, i can hear the swishing of something outside my window, and it sounds nice. there. that is my news.
and it is girl scout cookie season, and already i’ve eaten a plastic sleeve of thin mints and a handful of aloha chips, and every time i think i really shouldn’t eat this next cookie, i do anyway. will you stop loving me when i get fat?
on tuesday, i am flying to san francisco for the day– on business, and i feel so grown-up when i tell people that.
on friday, i am flying to austin for sxsw, and i’m staying until tuesday night. i will miss you while i’m gone. no, really. i will.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
