i’m thinking about theatre. look out. The moment that I realized that I had a grown-up job was when I woke up on a Friday, drove to work, met some co-workers at the door and we all shouted “It’s Friday!” with our hands in the air “raising the roof.” Friday used to be just another…

just don’t drive me crazy I took the afternoon off yesterday, and slept. I just kept sleeping. So today I feel much better. Happy pamie. Happy nervous pamie. I called the doctor’s office today because they were supposed to send me all this information on what’s going to happen to me in a couple of…

pamie tries karaoke. will she ever go back? I had never tried Karaoke before. My friends had decided that last night was Karaoke night and threatened to never speak to me again if I didn’t go. So I talked Eric into going, and we said we’d be there. I asked where this place was, and…

it’s not something i’m proud of The art of fighting. I am very, very bad at it. I always have been, it’s nothing new. I guess I’m getting better though. Eric hasn’t seen the way I used to fight. I’ll tell you what, though, I’m out of practice. Eric and I rarely have a fight.…

I’m sick today, and staying home from work. I have a terrible headache, and it’s making my jaw ache and food sound disgusting. So, I was watching television, and “The Donny and Marie” show came on. I remember how much I loved them when I was a kid. I had the Donnie and Marie dolls…

but the loss was my gain It was quiet in my living room today. The Steelers game was on, and judging from the silence in the other room, Miami must have been in the lead. It was a scoreless first half, and then Miami started to win. I got a phone call from an old…

i spent some time in the sun I spent the day at the company picnic. We had a great time drinking beer and playing volleyball. It felt really good to go outside and just move around all day long. I’m a little sunburned, and my thighs keep whimpering when I move, but I feel really…

i obsess over my music quotient ANNOUNCEMENT: From here on out I will stop referring to my boyfriend as “My boyfriend” and just go by his real name. For christ’s sake I sound like I’m thirteen. His name is Eric. There. Eric. We will now refer to him as Eric. Is that so hard? Every…