Category: Pamie
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Still Waiting
and i’m just trying to not smash my computer This morning I got up early and walked two miles. Yes, I walked with the sun and the breeze and was generally just a happy girl. But that only sounds healthy until I tell you that I walked two miles because I got lost on my…
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It's Been Busy
welcome to the hotel california Perhaps I should explain life with Ray and that will explain why I haven’t written since Thursday. Actually, once I explain, then perhaps you’ll understand why the last entry was filled with typos. Wednesday we arrived with Chris. Chris stayed until Saturday morning. We all slept on the hardwood floor,…
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California
welcome to my new life We’re all here. We’re safe. The cars made it. So much has happened over the past three days that I’m not really sure how to sort it all out into readable bits and pieces. It’s still hitting me in waves of emotion. Moments and emotions and memories all flooding in…
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The Old Apartment
this is where we used to live Okay. It’s empty. And I don’t really know what to say. I’m here in my empty apartment. We had lunch at one of our favorite restaurants. We took pictures. We’ve had several parties. We had a nice packing party last night where everyone came over and helped finish…
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The Pouty Princess
roasted and toasted Oh, people. I’ve got good friends. I know I have good friends because they said nice things about me last night and made sure I had things to drink and brought gifts and the meanest thing someone could come up with about is is that we’re bad tippers. To be honest, Eric…
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pamie is looking for I-17
WE MAKE LIST IZ GOOD. HI CAL WRITING TAYLOR TALKING HE SAY HI! HI! HI!
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The Debate
not for the squeamish, or easily offended Listen. Before I start, if disgusting talk about sex and animals and such make you feel nasty, or make you want to send hate mail, then don’t bother reading this. That includes you guys, Mom and Dad. I got mushy for you yesterday. And for the sake of…
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Goodbye, Houston
take care of them for me. I think it’s safe to say the sad days at Squishy have officially begun. The next couple of weeks will probably be both sporadic and depressing. Deal with me, okay? I’ve lost my voice. It was coming from this weekend, after a dueling Axl Rose session with both Matts…
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Boxed In.
clutter in the dark may be more dangerous than it appears. My apartment is now both disgusting and dangerous. Last night, on my routine trip through the dark to my side of the bed, I forgot I had put boxes and crates in the way, tripped on them, flipped them over, flipped myself over, jacked…