In the grand tradition of my family I am offering up drunken post cards to the masses.What? Drunken Postcards? Surely not!No really, post cards are to be had, and since my cousin is the one responsible for them getting mailed they're certain to get out in a timely manner.The situation is this, my cousin Mie … Continue reading post it….
Category: postcards
that thing with the mail…
Not too long ago I did that thing where I sent out postcards. Remember that? Yeah it was a lot of fun. So much fun that when my cousin decided to come to Portland for a little end of summer visit she thought she would do it too. We plotted. We schemed and decided it … Continue reading that thing with the mail…
state of the kaos
There have been a few requests for information. For updates. Because I am so thoroughly me I have simply ignored them in an attempt to evade answering...But soon I fear it shall not work so I will answer the bathroom question.How is the bathroom coming along?Not at all friends, not at all.You see we have … Continue reading state of the kaos
the post postcard post…
the dirty little secret... oh I must share something awful, shameful, untoward...While I bought each and every postcard in Anaheim, addressed them and dutifully wrote each note in my hotel room, I did not mail them from California.My hotel, it seems, was woefully lacking stamps for sale. They could merely post them for me... Well … Continue reading the post postcard post…
the prognosis doctor?
Mother fricken motherboard.However bad this may sound this is very very good. Why? Because I am a total loser. Because we did not yet have our wireless super drive thing to back up to. Because I didn't back up my stuff. Because there were months of photos on my computer. School assignments. Favorites that I … Continue reading the prognosis doctor?
to do
It's idea thief & consumer whore all rolled into 1 little bundle... the bundle of me.A while back Mr. Fab wrote his dear readers sick and twisted post cards. I did not receive one. No postcard for little miss CamiKaos. Ignored. Unloved. Dejected.Of course in all fairness I didn't ask for one or give him … Continue reading to do
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