pammy

I don't know about you guys, but I am very good at compartmentalizing my life. Every single part of it fits very nicely into a specific box, when something from one of those boxes jumps into another while my back is turned, I freak the fuck out. If I am putting something from one box into another, then be assured it is a major life altering decision for me, I do it with great fear. I will not do it without a whole lot of forethought and general uneasiness. I am a major control freak, but I am the worst kind someone has informed me, I am the kind of control freak that doesn't admit or even recognize when they are controlling. It's starting to piss me off because before anyone told me this, I was happy with it, now I am totally picking on myself all the time, telling myself you're being controlling here, or wondering if others are thinking I'm being controlling. It's driving me completely insane! I really need to chill out!
Just had to get that out of my system.

Now for something completely shitty:

punknitemike is sick. Poor baby! Everyone jump over to his journal and give him some get well happy. He has to get all better for !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Feel beter soon baby!


Hung out with my BFF happylittlebitch last night, which always rocks! She brought one of my very fave wines and we also got to go to El Meson is THE best place ever to sit and talk and relax. The tapas and drinks! Oh MOJITOS!



AND this is one of the many reasons happylittlebitch is my BFF! She actually asked Bruce to sign my book: To Pammy, you are the buttercream icing on my wedding cake! love, Bruce!!!!! He would'nt do it, but she actually tried...amazing! Go check out her Bruce Campbell meltdown on her journal! She's too cute!

Alrighty then, this may be the longest entry I've ever made! I'd be proud if it were'nt for that bit o' weirdness at the beginning.

Good Night! PAMMY loves you all!