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The WeatherPixie

I'M TAKING THE PLUNGE
MARCH 4, 2006 @ NOON
Donate to the Special Olympics and Support My Trip into the Icy Depths Here


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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16 December 2003

one of my students came up to me today and asked me what it meant to be "equipped." he asked if it was a sexual thing. upon further inquiry, i discovered that one of my girls told him that she'd heard that he was equipped while flirting with him. when i told him that it meant she'd heard that he was well-hung, he about bounced off the walls. man... boundaries, children! find some fucking boundaries! do i NEED to know that the kids think one of my babies is well-hung?

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