Pamela Ribon

Month: July 2000

  • vacation!

    i’m so excited Originally I was going to write my piece on the MTV video awards nominations. That will have to wait until Tuesday. I’ve sorta run out of time. I still have to pack. I still have some work on the anime show. I have a photographer coming here in an hour to take…

  • She's De-Nasty

    i thought i was the normal one. if you’re related to me or e, or even if you just know us, you might just want to skip this entry. Okay, so I gathered my receipts, looked up the number, and called the garage that screwed me over. I talked to the manager on duty and…

  • DRAMA!

    maybe it will at least entertain you. ATTENTION! ATTENTION! We have reports that pamie actually changed a litter box and brought the old trashbag of used kitty litter all the way down to the dumpster. Rumors of a clean kitchen have been dispelled. But we have confirmed a cleaning of a litter box. The apartment…

  • Check Me Out.

    who needs men around the house, anyway? Why, yes, that was me carrying a bag of trash to the dumpster this morning, all by myself. Yes, I did dribble trash juice on my shoes. No, I didn’t mean to do that. No, we aren’t going to talk about it. I don’t want to ruin last…

  • No Rest for the Worked.

    too quiet, really. I like to think that I’m a completely independent woman who is capable of running her own life without the help of others. I like to think that. I know it’s not true. I know that I depend on others for fun, advice, help and favors. But I never realize just how…

  • Interview with a Blabbermouth

    someone should just stop me I was interviewed today for an article on online journals. I can only imagine it will turn out looking something like this: She’s Not So Hot: Meeting Pamie She answered the door with her hair still wet and a cigarette in her right hand. Her giant cats were tangled around…

  • Follow Me.

    because my emotions are just ripping around here. I’m in the wrong business. I know that. I can’t help it. I hate it and I love it, and I know that I have some things to work out for myself. I’m getting ahead of myself.

  • Whhhe-hew.

    i think my eyelids just melted. (Spoilers inside for High Fidelity, so watch out.) Hot. Not like, “Oh, it’s warm outside, you might want to put on some shorts and sandals.” It’s like, “What are you doing wearing clothes, are you crazy?” hot. Hot. HOT. They (and I love calling them ‘They,’ by the way)…

  • Here.

    I did it. No, for real. There were times when I was pretty sure I was going to pass out from this redesign. Seriously. But, here it is. It’s all done. New forum. New design. Banner ads. New navigation (sorta). I must now resist the urge to never come near this site again.

  • Shh.

    i don’t know. I was just sitting here typing when I heard Eric’s voice. It’s on the television. He’s doing these cable commercials now for their cable modem service. It’s a bit jolting. It sounds like he’s in the other room asking me to buy something. The commercial makes me giggle, because he’s so damn…