shut up christine


Friday, May 29, 2009
      ( 4:50 PM ) shut up christine  
i'm not going to preface this with anything.
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
      ( 11:34 PM ) shut up christine  
after nearly ten years in the making
our own beloved Monkey has finished his animated movie!!!

A painterly tale set in an industrialized wasteland, Gul is a young girl caught in an abusive struggle between survival and compassion. A mother's final breath pushes her to relive the past and stumble forth to determine her future.

This film uses computer graphics to create a painted look. It was scored with traditional Sindhi Jogi folk music and a rich layer of sound design to breath life into a wordless, raw and visually rich story of youth, innocence, greed and claiming the future.


excited!!

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      ( 12:34 AM ) shut up christine  
melisa spent the weekend in Portland and apparently Portlanders are nice people

they say 'hello' and 'how are you?' and 'have a great day' to each other on the train

perhaps living in LA has jaded us
the last time i spoke to someone on the metro, he asked if i wanted to ride his cock so i moved to the other end of the train and interlaced my car keys between my knuckles, wolverine status

mama said knock you out

what is wrong with LA? by Portland standards we are douchebags.
inhabitants of Los Angeles, we cannot let Portland pwn us. help us reclaim our dignity

be nice, bitches
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Friday, May 22, 2009
      ( 9:55 PM ) shut up christine  
today rahul, ella, and i had a brainstorming session for a film festival that will hopefully take place in spring of 2010. we've never done anything like this before so the doors are wide open and we are free to bounce big crazy ideas around and run with them. i love this part

so we are going to put in a year of love into this project, and who knows how it will turn out
but whatever reality is borne out of this one year from now, i am thankful for these beautiful scary moments when we first start dreaming and we don't know what we're doing and everything is possible.

i like this song.
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Thursday, May 21, 2009
      ( 2:31 AM ) shut up christine  
excerpt from our friend Sri - an American doctor spending 5 months in Burundi

there will be a roll call of patients who die. Memorize their names. Write them down and put them in your wallet.
If you write them down and live with them and make them matter to your life and your life matters to someone and their life matters to someone, the one who died without so much as a thought in rural Burundi…maybe they can deservedly matter...

Thanks,

Sri
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Monday, May 18, 2009
      ( 1:01 PM ) shut up christine  
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Sunday, May 17, 2009
      ( 12:53 AM ) shut up christine  
i'm not moving out anymore.
was a difficult idea to let go

we all make sacrifices to get what we want
i really wanted this.

ironically, can you give this up too

anyway its probably better to change from within instead of changing my surroundings

its so much easier to remove yourself and start fresh.
fixing the broken is the hard part
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Tuesday, May 12, 2009
      ( 9:21 PM ) shut up christine  
there's this patron of the motel, an older grandpa-ish man, and i think he hates me.

every single time he comes in, he asks, nay, demands: where are the porn channels?!
and when i say we still don't have them, he straight up mad dogs me...for like 30 seconds we are locked in an awkward silent staring contest-- him, with contempt raging in his eyes, and me staring back with dead blank emptiness

it's quite amusing most days. but underneath his hatred for me, i believe he is a very lonely man.

another woman comes to the park regularly to feed birds and i think she's lonely too. yes its kind of asinine of me to assume she's a lonely old woman since i'm at the park for the same exact reason yet i do not consider myself lonesome at all

BUT--
if i were, i wonder what hobbies i would take up to counter my loneliness. would i pick fights with sweet little motel receptionists?

would i adopt fifty cats?

would i follow the blogs of complete strangers for years and years and imagine they are my real friends??

eek.

by the way, i really like this song a lot for some reason
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      ( 12:59 AM ) shut up christine  
holy freakin moly

i stole this picture from kermit's blog
he's huge! before i know it he's going to have acne and a girlfriend


and ben can talk now
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Friday, May 08, 2009
      ( 5:38 PM ) shut up christine  
i like this.
Education has allowed me to understand and to transform my world. Every individual deserves this opportunity. Solutions to global problems such as extreme poverty and sustainable development require the creative participation of each of the world’s citizens. Those of us who have received a basic education have the moral obligation to reciprocate by sharing our own knowledge with others, and by demanding that our governments take steps to ensure that every child—regardless of his or her country—is empowered with knowledge to change the world. -Christina Holden, one.org



in other news
i have an invisible HOORAY! stamped on my forehead.
i've been denying it for ages, but i will finally admit to the universe that i am madly in love. there i said it.
he doesn't have to know and i don't plan on telling him. the nice thing is that i go to sleep smiling; i wake up smiling; and i'm smiling all day. he doesn't need to know, its not important. my cheeks hurt
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Tuesday, May 05, 2009
      ( 3:11 PM ) shut up christine  
I-VAWA


This Mother's Day you have the opportunity to give your mother the greatest gift by defending the rights of mothers everywhere. Send a message to Congress to reintroduce the International Violence Against Women Act by Mother's Day, May 10.
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Friday, May 01, 2009
      ( 3:25 PM ) shut up christine  
right now i am wrapping up the onesies i bought for my friend's baby shower. it boggles my mind that a tiny human, with her tiny hands, is going to wear them

how is it possible that these little people grow inside our bodies?? being a mother must be such a beautiful thing but, i can't even begin to fathom the responsibilities associated with raising a life.

i remember what it was like sitting in a bathroom with an e.p.t.
i knew i wasn't ready, then
i'm still not

how do you know? how do you become worthy
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