shut up christine


Tuesday, February 24, 2004
      ( 9:43 PM ) shut up christine  
hey loves
just wanted to say that shut up christine is shutting down.

not forever though...just temporarily for a few months while i take care of some biznasss
not that it matters much since i never update anyhow :)
but thanks for reading
and i will see you around, in person i hope.

peace out

p.s. i'm not doing this because of lent...i just need to take care of some stuff is all.
p.p.s. i still need empty cans and bottles! call me and i'll pick them up
okay i'm out for real now. bye buds.
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Sunday, February 15, 2004
      ( 2:53 AM ) shut up christine  
I wasn’t looking forward to Valentine’s Day this year
because #1 I didn’t have a Valentine again,
and #2, I had worked some extra hours during the week so I could get half of V Day off, but my boss needed me to come in for 10 hours anyway

Anyhoot it’s the middle of the afternoon,
a million people are in the store and all of them want to buy ceramic t-lite houses
so I’m running around like a madman trying to find bubble wrap and tissue paper and the correct size cardboard boxes
In the midst of this madness,
a stranger comes up to the counter with a glass vase filled with a dozen red, pink, and white roses
He says “these are for Christine”
and all of a sudden my ears are filled with these pop pop pop popping noises
I was so startled that I popped the bubble wrap I was holding
I take the roses from the delivery guy
the tiny little card says

Happy Valentine’s Day Christine!

Hope these make…
The hours a little shorter
Time go by a little faster
Your smile a little brighter
Your day a little better
<3 Your Roomies

ohhhh. man. Tears of joy!
See, I told you my roomies were the best! Dang I am so dang lucky!! BIIIIIG fatty THANK YOUs!!! to Jess, Tracy, Flo, and Olie, the loveliest most wonderful roommates in the whole entire world!
I know I only make 7 bucks an hour, but you guys make me feel like a MILLION dollars.
Seriously, you don’t know how happy you made me today…a dozen roses…for me!
I still can’t believe you did it… It’s like a fairytale, and I did nothing to deserve this
Thank you thank you thank you so much…this is the best Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had
:)
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Monday, February 09, 2004
      ( 2:58 AM ) shut up christine  
after a while you learn to hate talking on the phone
when the phone calls are never for you

random story
When I was thirteen I had a humongo crush on Jon Molina.
He was two years older and he was my whole world in the 8th grade and everyday he’d call our house because he had a thing for my sister like every other guy in the universe but she didn’t like him back so whenever he called, she’d tell me to tell him that she was busy and I loved that because at least I got to talk to him for a little bit on the phone, even if it was only for three seconds..but anyway whenever I said “sorry she can’t come to the phone right now” I really meant “I wish you would talk to me…...”

My sis is William, I’m Harry; she’s Marcia, I’m Jan; she’s Beyonce and I’m Solange.
Solange? Who the heck is Solange??
Yeah, exactly.

Oops I didn’t mean for this to sound bitter, because my sister is actually quite cool, most of the time, when she’s not throwing tufts of pubes into my face....

heee the real point of this story was not about how much I hate talking on the phone, or my unrequited 8th grade love for Jon Molina, or sibling rivalry… I just wanted to let everyone know that my sis throws her pubic hair around like you'd throw rice at a wedding... and this was the only way I could fit it in :) heheehee that is all.
Hi Nanet! You said you wanted me to write about you so here it is I hope you like it!
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Saturday, February 07, 2004
      ( 1:18 AM ) shut up christine  
a few reasons why my roomies rock:

- they make me laugh…always
- watching movies in the living room
- they accept me for who I am… even though I have chest hair!!
- Christmas is over, and yet I still find presents in my stocking from time to time
- they don’t get mad when I clog the toilet
- Someone’s always offering to wash the dishes
- we can share notes/ books since we take the same classes
- Olie plays the harmonica and howls when he sleeps
- Flo doesn’t mind if I stay up all night with the light on
- we talk on aim even though we’re sitting next to each other
- Tracy saves her empty bottles for me so I can recycle
- making oooogly southparkstudios.com characters in jess’ likeness
- American idol
- the little things :)
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