Time
April 5, 2004I don’t want more hours in the day or more days in the week. I just want to slow time down. I want hours to pass like weeks and months to pass like years. I want enough time to do all the things I want to do, without feeling like I’m letting something else suffer.
My eyes for art and adventure are far bigger than my stomach. I’m overwhelming myself, again.
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.
