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Name: Pamela and Kelley
Gender: Female


Interests: laughter. sleep. chips. books. harmonies. and harmony. children. puppies.
Expertise: cerumen management / video stroboscopy; harp / dance
Occupation: Medical
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 5/18/2005

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Tuesday, May 16, 2006

good night and good luck

ok so apparently this is the last-joint-post-semi-first-separate-post.  yeah i had to read that again too.  it's the end of an era.  ha, i almost typed ear.  i would.  anyway, kelley and i have come to the end of our days living together at ball state.  so sad.  as we speak she is typing her own version of a last post.  we decided to both type something and then click 'post' together and see what happens.  we would normally sit next to each other and do this, but im in wisconsin, and she's in indiana, so this will have to do. 

the plan is to start our own xangas.  we'll see how that goes, i can guarantee that she will probably post more than i do, but i will do my best.  we are now pretty much separate entities.  no longer pamkell, no longer pamela and kelley, kelley and pamela.  we've enjoyed being seen as a unit.  its been a fun and funny couple of years, we've come along way, met so many people, done so many things.  washed alot of clothes, eaten alot of food, . watched alot of movies, slept alot of sleep and laughed many laughs!! ok ok, you get it. see you on the flip side!

holler.

3-2-1 post!


the Ultimate Experiment.

hold onto your horses, folks.  as our final post as a couple, pamela and i are simultaneously posting from different locations.  in addition, we are having an AIM conversation involving terms such as: "ALIENA GUAT-ADOPT-a-baby" and "BABO BARN A TAGO RANGO".

i will truly miss living with someone who speaks my language...

anyways, we are wanting to see what will happen when we "three-two-one" post.  at the exact same time.  what will happen?  will the xanga world explode?  will my post beat hers?  or hers mine?????  it's a mystery.  but... not for long.... muahhahahahahaa

holler.

3....2....1...  POST!


Sunday, April 30, 2006

STOP THE INSANITY!

No more animal farts!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Currently Listening
Revolver
By Beatles
I'm Only Sleeping
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Oh, the happenings....

we have been busy folk.

the news: no more kitties....

yup, a few nights ago, white fang and tina two-tone were taken from our residence.  it's nearing the end of the year and both of us are leaving for the summer.  therefore, our cat-sitting stint is over.  *sigh*

i (kelley) finished my student teaching internship and am now a working woman.  i've taken a (very) temporary position as the slp at union elementary school.  i love it!!!  i've enjoyed the sense of ownership i get from a room, a bulletin board, bookcases, standardized assessments, clients......... all mine!  i'm busy as all get-out, but it's a good busy.

we have been ignoring the inevitable.  in two weeks, pamela and kelley will part ways.  this is too sad to bear.  while exciting summer things await (north myrtle beach and eau claire, wi), the good-bye will be hard.

one more important thing: this saturday evening, a bunch of folks will be gathering in indy for the global night commute.  check out www.invisiblechildren.com for more info.  please.

holler.


Thursday, April 06, 2006

Currently Listening
Oh Mercy
By Bob Dylan
What Good Am I?
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inspired? challenged? i am...

What good am I if I'm like all the rest,
If I just turned away, when I see how you're dressed,
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,
What good am I?

What good am I if I know and don't do,
If I see and don't say, if I look right through you,
If I turn a deaf ear to the thunderin' sky,
What good am I?

What good am I while you softly weep
And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep,
And I freeze in the moment like the rest who don't try,
What good am I?

What good am I then to others and me
If I've had every chance and yet still fail to see
Bridge: If my hands tied must I not wonder within
Who tied them and why and where must I have been

What good am I if I say foolish things
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings
And I just turn my back while you silently die,
What good am I?

oh (bob dylan)



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