a brief hiatus i’m taking
April 29, 2002 | Leave a Comment
a brief hiatus
i’m taking a few days off. i’ll probably re-emerge from my cave of gloom by the end of the week. (don’t worry; i’m not in possession of any sharp objects or shoelaces.) ::blah::
i apologize for the temporary interruption of service.
Sunday Funny AHAhahahaha! come on,
April 28, 2002 | Leave a Comment
Sunday Funny
AHAhahahaha! come on, buddy… just say it!
i’m sick in the head…
April 27, 2002 | Leave a Comment
i’m sick in the head…
and nose, ears and other places. i ache all over.
goll dangit, if i have to wake up feeling like i’ve been hit by a train, i may as well start going out and getting ass-blasted drunk the night before.
it’s all due to these !@#$% allergies i have. the construction dust is killllllling me. i’m considering living in one of those big, sterile plastic bubble things. i don’t think they come in Amazon Giantess – size XXXL, though. just my mofo luck.
more later if i’m not dead.
denim, royal, sky, robin’s egg
April 27, 2002 | Leave a Comment
denim, royal, sky, robin’s egg & more
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umm, yes… i am having trouble sleeping… how did you guess? 
on your mark… get set…
April 26, 2002 | Leave a Comment
on your mark… get set… type!
my mind is fuzzy feeling as if it is layered in wooly cotton?i?m tired, but for some reason do not want to sleep. i think i like this feeling of exhaustion. in a way it is familiar; an odd comfort is found here. today again i saw images of pink orange and red combined swirling like a whirlpool. i think it?s the prozac playing games with me. i honestly do. it is some pisspoor substitute for an acid trip that i was never brave enough to take. yet. yet. i don?t know. i might do it yet. there is more to say, but i can?t grasp it. the sound of the keyboard is chattering at me like a small rodent chip chip chip. found much music today. listened to it until i went back years in time, until I was 13, 14, hot summer in the mid 1970?s. there is Vietnam again. in my mind. soldiers. nixon. what the hell is going on in the world. will it be safe to grow up. it has to be safer than this.
Welcome to the here and now.
My name is Christine Thurow and I am a professional artist, living in my lovely home state of Iowa. I warn you, I can be very annoying, but most people end up loving me... which is good, because I can't help falling in love with the rest of my fellow human beings. (Yes, even you asshats out there.)
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