Category: Pamie
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It's a Shame About Ray
come on, you knew there was going to be that title here eventually I’m currently engaging in “careful typing,” as I recently returned from getting a manicure. I know. Yesterday I discuss laughing over The New Yorker and today I’m all getting my nails done. Allow myself to defend…myself. The weather here is dryer and…
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I Best Recognize
not too late I don’t think it’s too late to do this. In fact, it’s what I’ve been thinking about for the past few days. I’m thankful that I got to go home this past weekend. I’m thankful that not only I got to spend time with my family, I also got to spend time…
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I am a Thanksgiving Orphan
Michelle’s holiday guest entry Dear Squishy Readers, I am a Thanksgiving orphan. The last time I went home for Thanksgiving was my freshman year of college. That’s when my parents stopped gracing me with an invite. It could have been due to my colorful language when saying grace or the fact that I spiked my…
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Monday Already?
this holiday week might kill me Okay, first of all– Listen. Sometimes you just write a little stream-of-consciousness entry about the thoughts running through your head when you take a bath because you’re stressed out about work and money and changing your entire life. It doesn’t mean that you’re pregnant. I’d like to thank everyone…
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The Bath
She turned on the water. It was a bathtub she hadn’t used before, in a bathroom she was still getting accustomed to. It’s bigger than her old one. It’s bigger, in fact, than any bathroom she’d had since she was sharing a dorm bathroom with ten other girls. It was colder than she was used…
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It's Not So Big
life in mini-texas You know how sometimes you just have the strangest day that you wouldn’t believe if you saw it on a movie? Yesterday Tyson showed up and told us that he had just run into a guy he knew from New York. He was on Sunset. He offered Tyson a job. It’s the…
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Babe in Boyland
more on my new living arrangement I had training for this. This isn’t something that is new to me. I’m not shocked. I’m not scared. I’m not uncomfortable. But I’m suddenly living in a house with two boy humans and two boy cats. I am the only shred of femininity in this entire apartment. I…
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Quit While You're Ahead
no more whining So what happens when you complain too much about having to use a dial-up? You lose phone service. For two days. The phones were knocked out all down the street and we got to listen to drilling and digging outside our door all weekend. We finally got phone service again long enough…
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A Still Day
despite the puppies There are dalmatians outside my backyard. All along Sunset they’ve placed inflated puppies on top of the buildings. They loom over the street and threaten to snap off and hit a car at any time. Sad, floaty puppies staring at us, begging to be cut free, wishing they weren’t stuck on enormous…