to anyone who's wanted to know me... |
...Know this: I am exactly who you thought I was. I was the past, and I am most certainly the present. You saw fear in me but know, that no matter what hits me, I am omnipotent. whatev that mean...
Posted by Christine on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 01:23:00 PST |
More of My Celebrity Look-alikes |
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Posted by Christine on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 09:39:00 PST |
If you want a tasty coffee beverage, the following is what you DON'T do.... |
1. Do not talk on your cell phone. I am a human being, not a coffee-bot devoid of feelings.
2. Do not say "mocha latte" that's two seperate drinks, it could very well be a gamble on what you get back....
Posted by Christine on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 09:35:00 PST |
peering in and looking out. |
Memories are shattered dreams. They line our head space like stars or semen, like so many things blown out of proportion. Stuck up in our brain matter like tacky pushpins crusted with torn p...
Posted by Christine on Wed, 23 May 2007 01:13:00 PST |
Music to check out |
This be whut i've been paroosin, give a listen if you got some free time. :)
Laika, Junior Boys, Schneider TM, Zoot Woman, The Sea and Cake, Albert Hammond Jr., Rogue Wave, Greenskeeper, Imogen Heap,...
Posted by Christine on Mon, 14 May 2007 03:05:00 PST |
rambling |
....It's like holding a dieing animal, seeing it's last breath, watching the light fall from its eyes. Morbid? Maybe, to observe such happenings...but you see it, as it leaves and niether you nor it k...
Posted by Christine on Mon, 14 May 2007 07:55:00 PST |
patchwork quilting |
We move along the skin of the earth until we find a place that breathes us in, assimilates us into it's being.
We can't climb over anyone, anything, but ourselves, and therein lies the kunundrum. How ...
Posted by Christine on Sat, 05 May 2007 02:21:00 PST |
My Celebrity Look-alikes |
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Posted by Christine on Fri, 04 May 2007 11:45:00 PST |
conceptions. |
There is no map. There was supposed to be one in the glove box, but all I got was a post it note stating "I lost the concept, do what you can with what you got! toodles! sincerely~God."
I read it. ove...
Posted by Christine on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 11:16:00 PST |
The thin line we walk.... |
The smell of sweat. sweet and gratifying. You've worked towards something, and wiether or not you've made it, you can still smell the musk of try.
You work yourself over, mulling through the physical...
Posted by Christine on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 08:52:00 PST |
