music, panties, rushmore, and shel
In honor of the “lost” Beatles song that has been uncovered and is scheduled to be released this summer for some sort of Yellow Submarine hype, I’ve decided to uncover lost Squishy entries– entries that never saw it to the website for one reason or another.  Sometimes I never finished them.  Sometimes I changed my mind.  Sometimes I decided to write something else.  Sometimes I had just written too much and I wanted to cut something out.

Here, exposed, are the bits and pieces of the Lost Squishy Entries.

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“dear diary”

how three little dots changed my life

I was testing out Microsoft’s html editor.  So far it’s a bit nicer than the Netscape one I was using.  But once I tried to look at it online it looked like crap.  I’m pissed off about it.  I’m getting a bit tired of the way my entries look.  Maybe it’s just me.  Since I’m the one who formats them every darn day.  But I’m bored with the way this looks, so if you have any ideas, I’m all about it.  I don’t even want to do the design right now.  It’s pitiful.

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why i have to stick to just one man

I was interviewed for the local paper yesterday afternoon about Squishy.  So, this Saturday there should be an article about… me and why I write this journal.  And of course now that hours have gone by since the interview I’m thinking to myself, “Did I say the right things?”

One question he asked me was one I’ve never even addressed here:  Why is this site called “Squishy?”

If you’re curious…

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insanity at pamie.com

i’m looking for a comfy shirt

Curious about yoga? Try some out right now. Go ahead, I won’t watch.

So today a very strange muscle is sore on my body. It’s the muscle just under my butt, and the top of my thigh. On both sides. It feels like my thighs are shrinking when I walk. I suppose that’s a good thing, right? But boy does it feel strange to walk down the hallway.

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