Author: Pamie
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Baltimore? Can you help The
Baltimore? Can you help The Book Thing? [thanks to Darcy for the link]
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awesome.
Is there anything more magical than that first second you go wireless? Answer: no. Every single day of this week has been filled with decisions from as tiny as “Do you want a sandwich or a salad for lunch?” to the big ones like, “What will we sleep on?” There’s a point yesterday when we’d…
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Turning House to Home
Still no DSL. I’m waiting for the dial-up to finish downloading email. With 367 pieces of spam and growing, I may be waiting for some time. We painted the living room/dining room. We moved in the plants. We unpacked some of the books and all of the CDs. It is now starting to look like…
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I Suddenly Have a Lot of Keys
The letter from a San Diego librarian kept reappearing while packing up the old house. I didn’t know what to do with it, or where to put it, so it was circling the house until it was one of the last five things boxed up. There are always those last three boxes of crap that…
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last day in silverlake
Howard Stern is on and we’re drinking coffee while writing, our morning ritual, but I’m on the floor and the computer’s resting on an overturned laundry basket. stee’s in his underwear because we forgot to turn on the only collection of clothes last night before we went to sleep. We woke up to dirty clothes…
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28″x62″x53″
We’re like a bunch of Anna Paquins around here, “But we love the piano! We want the piano! We need the piano!” But the piano, it will not fit in the new house. It’s been stee’s piano since he was five. This makes me love the piano even more intensely, probably because I don’t have…
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Four on the floor. Or five, really, counting Olive.
We gave away our couch and chair to Out of the Closet today. That made a lot more sense before I realized we still had another two days to live in the house. We’re sitting on the floor, watching the Olympics. This is another one of those “sink pasta” moments that will be incredibly romantic…