Pamela Ribon

Category: Pamie

  • Classy.

    Wednesday night I had planned on updating, but my Queer as Folk forum was attacked with a two-hour case of trolls which took a manibajillion years to clean out on a dial-up. By midnight, I was way too pissed off to update. That was the night of Funky Chicken, a chicken I took out of…

  • “She’s So LA.”

    Ugh. I did that thing where you get yourself all worked up to work out and then you over workout trying to be a bad ass and you feel bad for the rest of the day. Where I live there’s a reservoir with a track that runs around it. I guess it’s about 2.5 miles.…

  • No Money, Mo Problems

    You know those days when you turn over your change jar and shake out all the quarters and then sadly you realize you have a bank account balance that would only please a twelve-year old? It’s one of those days. I hate stressing about money, and that’s the main thing going on today. I also…

  • Seriously. Where’s Dr. Carter?

    When am I supposed to start feeling better? Come on, it’s day three now and I’m still feeling just as bad. I feel like a big slacker because I haven’t really moved all that much since Thursday. I can’t really go outside anyway because Cipro makes me sunburn immediately, and lowering my head for a…

  • Where’s Dr. Carter?

    My doctor and I aren’t on the best terms. I’ve only met him once before, right when I signed up for insurance and needed a referral for a gyno. He basically looked at me and said along the lines of, “You look like hell. What’s wrong with you?” I basically said along the lines of,…

  • Paging Dr. Carter

    I know I often joke about being seven years old, but today I have proof. Last night I went to sleep with an irritation at the front of my ear. The pain was eclipsed by my sunburned chest and butt, so I thought nothing of it. This morning I have swimmer’s ear. And because I…

  • Unique Artistic Vision and Semi-Worthy Poetry

    Caught up on TiVo, and it turns out that I hate the show I thought I’d like, and I like the show I thought I’d hate. How about that? The Anna Nicole Show was so disappointing. I couldn’t even find a reason to laugh. I just sat there staring, wondering why nobody bothered to make…

  • Run

    Downloading — no lie — 726 pieces of email. Can’t ever go out of town again. It appears we escaped with only one hairball waiting for our return. All three cats appear to be healthy and happy. Ray sent a present to Cal — a “Video Catnip” tape. It’s a half-hour video of birds and…

  • Catastrophe

    Downloading 164 pieces of email. I’ve got some time to kill. There are three cats now. I haven’t mentioned that before, but there are three cats. Taylor, Cal and Olive. Olive is new. She’s a girl. They didn’t all meet until the new house, so each one was like, “Where the hell am I? Oh,…

  • iYaiYai

    I currently have three computers. This sounds like I’m bragging. Let me assure you that I am not. My oldest computer is the iBook, my tried and true friend of almost three years. This computer has been on many an airplane trip, wrote thousands of email, helped maintain Squishy, was the machine I wrote the…