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okay, i’ll think of something funny.
you big bully. I’ve been quite busy at work today. But I updated my books section. Also I did a backup of my back pages, since Geocities doesn’ t have a neat little backup feature. I had to go in and manually save my entries one page at a time. I just did the entries,…
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lights out!
men are not prisoners. quit treating us like wardens. I am not an idiot. I’ll just say that up front. I am well aware of what kind of person I am to live with and where I must drive people crazy. I am not the easiest woman in the world to date, I know that.…
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“your available balance is…”
fought over like wolves by fifteen different companies Pay day. I made it. Very exciting. Now it’s time to give it all back to the various companies that own my checking account much more than I do. I sit back and I look at this stack of bills and I wonder how they pile up.…
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getting to know you
or rather, me I had to get up very early this morning to take a class at work. This has ruined my stomach. For some reason if I wake up at seven in the morning, then I have to have breakfast on my way to work or I’m crabby. But then after I eat my…
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The twelve days of pamie
i go neurotic about hosting I will never catch up on my journal reading. I am just going to accept that and move on with my life. My sniffly, sneezy life.
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“the wind,” cried taylor.
and why you should wear your seatbelt This morning we had a sort of a wind storm. It’s still windy right now, but it is more under control. Early in the morning however, it was so cold and windy that Taylor Dejardan (hater of wind) woke me up by running over my body back and…
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cake and icy.
an open letter to chuy Dear Chuy, Happy Birthday. What do I get to look forward to on your birthday? Why this! Freezing Streets Cause Deadly Accidents Austin’s freezing drizzle made driving treacherous early this morning. At about 1:15 this morning, a minor accident in the Southbound lanes of I-35 near 290 turned into a…
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clowns, manson, cat puke, and talking dogs…
all just a part of my childhood At last night’s writer’s meeting we ended up talking about what frightened you when you were a kid. I had quite the imagination as a child, and created things for me to be frightened of. (“Really, pamie? I never would have guessed!”) My earliest scary memory was a…
