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The WeatherPixie

I'M TAKING THE PLUNGE
MARCH 4, 2006 @ NOON
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name - faith
age - 28
screenname - barefootnhippie
email - barefootnhippie@yahoo.com

at the moment: The current mood of barefootnhippie at www.imood.com

current reads:
night
searching for god knows what
a walk in the woods
assasination vacation


hobbies:
coloring in the spaces of the pretty, pretty tax forms
breathing yogalates and cardio hip-hop classes
waiting, always waiting, for my next direction

chores:
pretending to direct HS play rehearsals
grading students' essays
dealing with the men in my life

The Cool Kids
touching silence
magnolia coffee
i really am a real teacher
crooked letter, crooked letter
the last in the adventures...
get your learn on
first take
how to write a personal narrative
hippie's 100
the erotic edge

Interesting Strangers
deep south comic
american undershirt
tcwh
snowshoe crab
queen goddess
le petit hiboux

The Rest of the World
MSNBC
dave barry's blog
serenity blog
the onion
the smoking gun
weight watchers
self
kairos
NCTE


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22 June 2003

secrets and lies...

well, i'm not torn over that ethical decision anymore. jumped into the pool of unethical moves head first, and boy did i have a good time swimming. here's the breakdown of yesterday (which was probably the most memorable non-school day since i've been to the delta and definitely one of the best)...

1. moved almost all of my crap from old house to new house, 3 doors down. yay! pizza for all who helped.

2. post "happy moving day" pizza party/Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix release celebration, two of us went to gvegas to meet the boy in question and his cousin. boys are cool, so we invite them back to the house for movies, drinking, smoking... note to others: inviting internet boys over to your home is not generally recommended...

3. good times were had by all

4. went to arkansas to a club where the boy in question had to work. four hours of sheer exhaustion for the rest of us, but we (the girls) were hit on by two mexican men and two random guys looking for a good time. and of course... one of the random guys lives in my town and is related to one of the students at the school where i teach. he said he'd pass on that he saw me, but not where he saw me... which means that it'll be all over southgate by five o'clock today and i'll get to hear all about it when i get back this fall (because the children don't forget)...

5. got home around 4, need to be working on that damned Task 8, and all i want to do is go take a nap... with the boy in question. is that bad?

my friend - who chooses to remain anonymous at this point - says that the boy in question is completed besotted with me. he watched me a lot last night, i know, and he called first thing this morning. i feel like the water's getting more complicated with every moment...

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