Pamela Ribon is an author, screenwriter, actor, and Wonder Killer. This is her diary. Sort of.

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Wednesday, September 03, 2003

If I was any good at design, I'd have pretty little things to put next to the items on my index page. But I am not good at making things pretty. Therefore my webpages look like they're designed by Yoko Ono.

# posted by pamie : 6:53 PM

I'm pamie.com, and you're not.

Scandal! By the time I found out about this (through my referral logs), Dearest What's-Her-Name had already taken down the site. This isn't the first time I've seen my stuff stolen on other sites. One time Beth helped me out with some girl in Hong Kong who stole the entire Lillith entry and changed the name to her cat. That's messed up, stealing a dead cat story. I don't ever want to have that kind of karma.

(If you don't have TWA access, the thread's about a LiveJournaler who was stealing from several other journals and posting the entires as her own. If you don't know what LiveJournal is, I can't help ya.)

But I guess this proves one thing: Dana, InvincibleGirl, Omar, PG, Uncle Bob, Anna Beth and I are no Journaling Cabal, if it took this long for her legions of fans to figure out there was something funny going on.

# posted by pamie : 6:39 PM

Check Out My Slack-Jawed Awe

So I'm getting with the program. I've created a blog. Why? Well, because some days I don't feel like updating four or five pages just to write an entry. Some days I don't have much to say, and when that happens I'll avoid updating completely.

I shouldn't limit myself.

So here's where I'll jot down the little things, the tiny stories, the funny bits I don't want to forget. Here's where I'll remind myself and let you know that I'm horribly behind in my email, and if you think I'm ignoring you to create blogs and learn Blogger stuff and revamp stee's site, then yeah, you're right. But at least you know I'm feeling guilty about it.

There's an unfinished script a few feet away from me tapping its toes, too. Sorry, unfinished script. I'm sorry that I let myself get caught up learning web software from two years ago rather than give you the attention you deserve.

Aren't you excited? You get meaningless little tid-bits of non-information instead of one carefully crafted journal entry every few days!

That's what a blog is.

Now there's no confusion. This is the blog. That is my journal.

I love them both.

# posted by pamie : 6:13 PM

stee.

You can thank me later.

# posted by pamie : 5:39 PM

Appropriate song playing as I figure out how to make an archive: "Idiots Rule."

# posted by pamie : 4:39 PM

I cannot believe I waited this long to do use the easiest posting software of all time. I am a moron. I feel like I just bought my first VCR.

Wow. All this time I could have done quick updates here. Blogging! I'm the Yakov of the Internet.

# posted by pamie : 4:32 PM

archives

if (location.href.indexOf("archive")!=-1) document.write("<br><strong><a href=\"http://www.pamie.com/\">Current Posts</a></strong></br>");

Wednesday, September 03, 2003

I'm pamie.com, and you're not.

Check Out My Slack-Jawed Awe