Pamela Ribon

Month: March 1999

  • i want candy

    and i avoid an evening of irish boxing Eric’s mom leaves today.  I had a really good time with her.  I wish she was staying longer. Before I left work yesterday I asked Eric what we were going to do about dinner.  “Well, Mom and I are going out while you’re at rehearsal, and we’ll…

  • sex tips

    with side coaching   Because it’s important for us to get out and see more than the usual bookmarks that line our browsers, I took the liberty to go searching on other sites to see what they have to offer.  Today we will be looking at Glamour magazine, specifically, the Pleasure Tips.  It seems to…

  • like a fence

    i’ve got so many links in here So, some of you have moved over to my new page, and some of you are still pointing to geocities.  I guess it takes a few days for everyone all around the world to be shifted.  Those of you on the new page, please feel free to let…

  • pay me

    i’ll get a rise out of you Note to Nigel and Stacey:  I’m sorry I had to take off so quickly.  Your assumptions about a “showbiz” party were correct– the problem being that I had just found out that all of the people were already on their way to my house, so I had to…

  • being nosy

    the gift that keeps on giving There is a new toy in the house. It’s not really a toy, but I have to look at it that way, or I start to feel… worried?  No, maybe it’s jealousy?  Hmmm… no, I guess worried is a better word. This new toy is a hair trimmer.

  • sure.

    i reach the breaking point and start dishing out career advice I don’t know exactly when it was that I became a big wuss in my life. Maybe I always have been. Maybe I’ve always just been a big pushover. I’ve always had people tell me that I was too nice. “Oh, you’re too nice,”…

  • slacker poetry

    haikus for the machine   It’s so early out. Day two of new schedule. My eyes and spleen hurt. Play my music loud. It is cloudy and rainy. Sorry, Morrissey.

  • troupe dreams

    where i don’t talk about the oscars or march madness — I’m that self-centered this morning How early is it?  Oh, man.  It’s early. I’ve started a new shift at work.  It’s early.  Early in the a.m.  But I guess that means earlier entries for you guys. hip-hip– zzzzzz.

  • oh yes, it’s games night

    It is the perfect weather outside. I’m sitting here in my green sweater and my blue pajama bottoms. Eric is out looking for a new car to buy. Erykah Badu is blasting through my speakers. I got to sleep in this morning. Eric and I had breakfast together, that I made myself and actually turned…

  • rainy days and thursdays

    running errands and getting caught up in the moment So, I got web space. Hopefully the entire site will be moved in a week. How cool would that be? Then I have to get all of you to change your links… That should be interesting…