When did I go from a curious little girl,to an insatiable woman? Girl on the run...Femme fatale... devoted and ....divided.Are we all going crazy? -or,is it just me?Is it that stuff on unwashed vegetables?When did I lose control over my own heart?--When did I start believing That this is all I'm good for- against my better judgement--fell for it- dammit- it all backfired--It doesn't feel good to be used, neglected, ignored---controlled....I'm not doing this---It's humiliating - I have to turn this around--Settling is powerless- desperate--an illusion--Can't buy your way out of this one ...buddy!!, I'm cold ~Pam Anderson

There's some thinking that wingnuts are just out of balance and yet the lovely Ms. Anderson reminds us that we are smart enough to notice the petard we hoisted ourselves on to. I can't explain why finding the right person completes you except that if anyone should be the exception, I am. Eating b-grade talapia and wondering if I were Lebron would I go back? I touch myself. Last night some poor schlub brought out the helicopter cops and the street ones too. I'd be naked with my hands up if it were 20 yards down our street. If I die from a gunshot, please don't make it mistaken identity. I have a message to my little housemate from 55 years ago - Your Mom is incredible enough to watch a concert to hear Freddie Mercury channel these words: " Can anybody find me somebody to love? Each morning I get up I die a little Can barely stand on my feet Take a look in the mirror and cry Lord what you're doing to me I have spent all my years in believing you But I just can't get no relief, Lord! Somebody, somebody Can anybody find me somebody to love?"

Just kidding - you can see love in the smoke ring from an orchid candle. I want what all of us who adore you want - wait for the Rich who's coming for you.