Month: December 1998
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meow.
i’m a stinky, award-winning bitch So, right now I’m supposed to be in the shower, getting ready for round two of Christmas shopping… but I stopped to check my e-mail, yada, yada, yada– I’m making an entry. And although I haven’t heard about Aspen yet, or heard from my manager about the promotion, I did…
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still waiting
so i chat about moms, sex and evil So we still don’t know. That’s the easy part of the answer. They extended the deadline until Friday. So, tomorrow, without a doubt, we should know… unless they don’t tell us until Monday, which I doubt would happen. I also had an interview for a promotion today…
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Pamie PI
no call means more time to get in other people’s business So… still no call. This is neither a good thing, nor a bad thing… they just haven’t called yet. Apparently they had some late meetings. But we did not stop waiting for the phone to ring until about ten thirty last night. We all…
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santas and shrimping
i kill time with a few stories So, it’s just about ten in the morning in LA… we haven’t heard anything. Not yet. Still waiting. Christ, this sucks. Just the waiting. I had a small breakdown last night (ask Eric and the adjective he uses would probably be a little different). What does it mean…
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standing quite still
last day of waiting… will i make it? So today at work we had to read and sign a document saying we only did company things on company time… hmmm.. what is this web page, exactly? It helps me with my html… so it is bettering myself on my computer skills. It improves my typing…
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“wait, who are you?”
when a diarist meets a diarist comin’ through the rye I met my first online diarist last night. He writes Book of Days. I went up to him: [scripty] PAMIE Hey! Do you write Book of Days? HIM Yeah. Yeah, I do. PAMIE I’m Pamie. I write Squishy! HIM Oh. PAMIE Wow. HIM Wow, another…
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“No! Gross! Of course I don’t!”
sometimes they aren’t lying So last night we were improv-ing a scene where at one point I am being examined by a gynecologist, but I’m having a conversation with my friend next to me. I’m laying on my back and talking to the woman next to me, and I realize that the boy between my…
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clowns, manson, cat puke, and talking dogs…
all just a part of my childhood At last night’s writer’s meeting we ended up talking about what frightened you when you were a kid. I had quite the imagination as a child, and created things for me to be frightened of. (“Really, pamie? I never would have guessed!”) My earliest scary memory was a…
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i make a terrible meerkat
or why i’m late on my student loan payment Oohh, it’s nice and chilly outside. Finally my wishes for Christmas-y weather are here. But I’ve come to a terrible conclusion: I have nothing to wear when it’s cold. I didn’t plan this too well. Oh, well, no mind. I am currently on hold with the…
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back in the saddle
new show, new sniffles, new nightmares… So we are starting on our new show. We won’t know about Aspen for another week or so, but we are starting on our next show and hopefully it will be to go to Aspen. So pamie has put on her director’s cap again. I’ve got to come up…