Go away
January 5, 2001but then again, some days i just want to be alone: sneak away when everyone’s sleeping and hole myself up somewhere remote (he talks about alaska, a lot). ditch the wristwatch, the cellphone, the handspring. turn off the TV, the computer, the stereo. let the letters, the messages, the email pile up so high i can’t see the door. and when you knocked, i wouldn’t let you in.
i’d just stay as still as possible until i heard your footsteps fade away.
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.
