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kristen annie

About Me

i like writing and people who will read it. i have recently discovered that fairy tales are both the root of all of today's civilization and all of its evil. one day i will either come back as a crab or a seashell, i haven't decided if i want to hide or protect yet.sticky things on my fingers PETRIFIES me. and so do latex gloves and people in giant animal costumes. nothing makes me happier than riding my beautiful bike carter. she makes me feel like a super hero."never get so attached to a poem you forget truth, it lacks lyericism" -J.N.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

a one legged millipede, so I can understand loss and a rocket scientist who writes poetry so I can understand the universe.

My Blog

creature of the night!!

Hello dearest of dears. Those I see and those I wish I saw more often. So, here's a surprise, I've cemented my status as a creature of the night. Certainly, over the years I have spent many a e...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Feb 2009 22:36:00 GMT

walking Rita Rose

The little things about my life are the things that make me happiest when I am not thinking about the lovliness of love. For example, my puppy has this adorable habit of picking a stick to carry throu...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 20:45:00 GMT

dis-gusting

I just did something completely disgusting.Earlier today I was playing my favorite game. It's called the, "I really need to go grocery shopping but I'm too lazy so let's see what I can make out of the...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 07:28:00 GMT

adventures in waitress land

I have recently decided (as in about fifteen minutes ago, as in 5:30 am when I couldnt sleep) that instead of constantly lamenting my position as a 24 year old university graduate waitress, that I am ...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Dec 2008 07:41:00 GMT

story contest: three

This one I wote shortly after visiting the El Salvador photography exhibit at te U.T. campus.The Sigh in Salvador The old woman sighed hopelessly, quietly, indulgently without point. she shif...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Dec 2008 20:54:00 GMT

Story contest: two

Alright, this is number two.Laundry Little angel toes traced the chipping squares of decrepit tile below her. She followed the pattern of a dark green stain that bled across one like a rain clou...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Dec 2008 20:16:00 GMT

Austin short story contest: one

Hello everyone,so recently I have decided to end my long (yearish) retirement from writing and submit to the Austin chronicle short story competition. I have a few I am considering. This is a stab at ...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Dec 2008 19:49:00 GMT

garlic butter sauce

i suppose it is time i posted another one of these. well that and i am currently procrastinating. I am suppose to be memorizing the abbreviations of every item on the eastside cafe menu. That's over o...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 18:31:00 GMT

free cajun potatoes!

oh south by south west..you fickle, ice bitch. you brought all of those people into our city, to poke and prod at it like its some kind of aquarium."say nieghbor, poke the glass, mak’im move! ma...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 06:02:00 GMT

my peach/ lime sherbert kitchen

you know sometimes it just doesnt take very much to learn what the important things in life are. for example,i remember one very lovely morning in Brighton. I decided to walk the four miles to work at...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 19:28:00 GMT