Time out
December 30, 2001i am coughing hysterically and it just won’t stop. i’ve been sick for almost two weeks now. it makes me so sad and achey and cranky, too. i suppose it’s partly my fault; i have not really taken a good chunk of time to rest until today. it’s been so much go-go-go with my two brothers in tow. but can anyone blame me? i hadn’t hung out with them both in a couple years, so of course we’ve tried to pack it all in there.
today, however, i take my leave from them, as they’ve trekked up the mountain to go snowboarding, while i stay at my parents’ home to try to recuperate (read: sleep).
inbetween bouts of consciousness and swigs of nyquil, i plan to read poetry and scribble in my moleskin notebook. i’ve got great plans for the coming year. i just need to stop coughing first.
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.
