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  <title>Flying Green Spatulas</title>
  <subtitle>a glimps into my pdine life</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-10-04T22:52:12Z</updated>
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    <title>Reflection</title>
    <published>2009-10-04T22:52:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-04T22:52:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I've decided to reread all of my journal entries since the beginning. Daunting task I know. BUT I feel like I used to be rather clever (even if a terrible speller) and I'd like  to recapture some of the magic (Albeit with hopefully better capitalization and grammar). It seems I used to use this journal purely to exercise my right to complain without annoying anybody except by choice. So in livejournal fashion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS AWFUL. I'm sure he doesn't think he did any such thing but I firmly believe that the Children's pastor lied to me, twice! Or at the very least was not entirely honest. I realize that we can probably just caulk up both instances to him "being nice" but I'm offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interview with him for a position which I wasn't completely qualified for (and I knew that), so I wasn't expecting wide spread acceptance. Anyway he told me he was going to check with his video editing guy and have the vidiot look at my resume and decide if I could learn how to do that part of the job satisfactorily with me experience. Then he said he'd call me back and meet with me one on one to talk about it. (Lie #1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I wasn't surprised that this was a social pleasantry rather than a promise but after a week he did ask me to schedule a meeting with his secretary. (On a side note he might have the worst secretary every but I'm sure there's a good reason on her side) So after another 2 weeks or so we met. Not to talk about my working for him but to talk to him about my volunteering for him. (Imagine my surprise) I awkwardly asked how the hunt was going for his Production Manger (aka vidiot because that's what he really wanted) and he said there was someone that he had just talked to that he was considering. (Lie #2). He then asked me to come to Children's church and see how I could help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go home and write one of my award winning emails about how and why he absolutely should hire me. I'm telling you, AWARD WINNING. Then three days later head my hopefully little butt over to Children's church where he introduces me TO THE GUY HE HIRED A WEEK AGO as someone who would be a great volunteer. Needless to say I felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed, used, humiliated, used, childish, foolish, angry, upset, and several other much stronger emotions that mostly involved how I could get the Children's pastor fired. Not my most shinning moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's the question: do I avoid the ministry or try to become so entrenched in it that they might eventually realize they should have hired me in the first place?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:67384</id>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2009-10-02T22:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-03T03:50:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-03T03:50:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I used to have lots of friends on livejournal... it seems somehow that now I have none.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:67305</id>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2009-10-02T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-03T03:48:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-03T03:48:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've decided to try skinny. don't tell my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to my BMI I could loose 50 pounds and still be within "normal" for my height. I don't think I'll get that far because I think I'm more muscular then the BMI anticipates but still it's a rather large amount of "extra me". I think if I lost 30 I'd feel pretty stinking awesome.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:66854</id>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2009-10-02T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-03T03:46:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-03T03:46:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've decided to try skinny. don't tell my husband.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:66598</id>
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    <title>What?!?</title>
    <published>2009-09-30T20:54:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-30T20:54:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Did you hear 'they' just came out with a prescription to help you grow longer thicker eyelashes... No, you heard me, a PRESCRIPTION. I think I just figured out what's wrong with this country. Vanity as a contest is reaching Olympic proportions.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:66391</id>
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    <title>Deferment</title>
    <published>2009-09-30T20:50:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-30T20:50:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just finished filling out all the deferment paperwork for mine and Jake's loans... I feel like I just filled out "I'm a failure" paperwork.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:66086</id>
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    <title>Eternal Sunshine</title>
    <published>2009-09-30T01:08:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-30T01:08:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">perhaps this movie will make me feel better about my problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought things were going to be different when we left AZ...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:65767</id>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2008-02-27T20:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-28T02:16:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-28T02:16:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't want to quit my job. I like being liked, everyone calls me a rock star or a cowboy because i'm willing to go the extra mile to get the job done (such as stand on the mid rails of the stupid genie) this stuff wouldn't have been given a second thought at pepperdine... Oh the days of 12th night and the extended A-frame over the pool... kala does anyone have those pictures?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:65315</id>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2008-02-27T20:08:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-28T02:13:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-28T02:13:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm writing this out of annoyance at what Baylor is and what it could be. When I arrived there was no inventory of anything so I've been slowly compiling one. We recently ordered 2 rosco imagepros which we will now have to return because as it would turn out, tucked into a corner on the top shelf of a weird closet... were two imagepros... *sigh*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also due to some sluthing it looks like we will finally be getting rid of the old strand units because as it turns out the wiring is likely coated in Asbestos... yes, you heard me, Asbestos. Probably not actually dangerous but enough to get us a decent inventory of source4's (we hope).</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:65030</id>
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    <title>94 days to go</title>
    <published>2008-02-20T05:58:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-20T05:58:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My last update was 51 weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Pepperdine. I like it at Baylor but it will never be Pepperdine. Someday I want to give money to the program at Pepperdine so that other kids who can't afford it can go like I did... but I'm afraid that when I am old enough to be able to afford it my Pepperdine will be gone. Stewart is Leaving, David is Leaving, George is Leaving, Andrew Left, Danny Left... what if Rick leaves or Cathy or Bill or Carol... will it still be the Pepperdine I went to? The Pepperdine I loved? What happens when there's no one left that I loved?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:64837</id>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2007-02-21T00:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-21T08:38:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-21T08:38:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm tired, but tonight i did something very much out of the box for me. I climbed precariously on top of a ladder, my boyfriend wouldn't have believed it if he had seen it. (this doesn't change how i feel about heights.) The show must go on. After completing the death defying act the boys who were too safe to succeed called me a rock star and asked for my hand.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:64608</id>
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    <title>sleep</title>
    <published>2007-02-17T10:52:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-17T10:52:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">every night sleep evades me. at last i surrender and curl up on my side with beau bear tightly in my arms and a pillow to my back... at the break of day I always awake. I awake on the same side but with beau bear behind me... so I roll over and clutch him to my breast again before seeking my dreams anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I saw a play about suicide&lt;br /&gt;The lights were striking and the sound was haunting&lt;br /&gt;the acting... was acceptable and at times haunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have homework due tomorrow... yes on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I was going to do it late tonight when I couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but blackboard and wavenet are missing in cyberspace just out of reach&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many sites are down and sought after tonight.&lt;br /&gt;the internet is a big place to get lost in.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:64371</id>
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    <title>I love you, You're Perfect............. Goodbye?</title>
    <published>2007-02-06T20:41:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-06T20:41:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Have you ever awoken from a bad dream and then had to go through the slow groggy relisation that it was true? I'm upset. I feel like I followed through as best as I could and at the last minute was told that it just wasn't good enough. I gave up a lot for this. I gave up my time, my pretty nails, my uncalloused fingers, and most of all I gave up Dance in Flight. I have worked dance in flight every year and every year worked to get to be the designer the following year but it just never worked out. This year it was going to align perfectly but this overlapped. I agreed to do this so I followed though. I'm not mad at Micah I just wish this wouldn't have come at such a high cost for me. My pride is a little hurt. AND I know this will probably be better. I am glad that the show will be the best it can be but this really truely sucks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:64126</id>
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    <title>So this is LiveJournal</title>
    <published>2006-12-06T20:41:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-06T20:41:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh... I remember you... look... all my old friends... and there's a picture of my old car... did you miss me?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:63799</id>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2006-07-27T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T23:13:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-26T23:13:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I miss y'all... I miss journaling... do you miss me?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:63641</id>
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    <title>The End!</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T22:20:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-09T22:20:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The theatre season is offically over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All that is left is the Theatre banquet.... which is a lot of work but just as much fun</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:63357</id>
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    <title>the time has come</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T08:37:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-09T08:37:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well the time has come for me to update, I got an email from lj that said that i wasn't updating, go figure. So, Uh.... hi?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:63065</id>
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    <title>Thanksgiving</title>
    <published>2005-11-17T18:50:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-17T18:50:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well this year I will have lots to be thankful for... I just recently found out that I have been accepted to go overseas with the theatre department. This is a super awesome cool oppertunity and I'm really excited about it. Nervious, not extreamly confident about my ability to pay for it but excited. Also my classes next semester will be a lot of fun and i'm going to have theatre friends in every last one of my classes including my art class. Also i get to go home and see my darling sisters and my boyfriend... and CHICK-FIL-A is not far away in time. (granted i'm not only thankful for these things and these things come in no particular order of importance). um... yeah... see you guys soon!</content>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2005-11-16T11:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T19:18:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T19:18:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Mondays and Thursdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Noon-2pm Religions of the World&lt;br&gt;
2pm -4pm Scene Design&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Tuesdays and Fridays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Noon-4pm Painting II&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
1pm-4pm History and Religion of Early Christianity&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>......</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T07:47:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T07:47:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HELP! i'm lost! livejournal reformated and i don't know what to do or where to go!!!!! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything Goes is a GREAT SHOW everyone should see it, it makes me all warm and fuzzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However teching Anything Goes might make me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kala and John rock my world and we had so much fun tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jacob</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:62425</id>
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    <title>(said in the voice of Teyve) AUDITION!!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T02:12:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T02:12:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well i know i don't post anymore so any chance i used to have of somebody reading this is probally gone but, i suppose i can overlook that. Auditions are finally over, which means i don't have to break anyone elses heart. My ASM is going to be Kala Eubanks who completely rocks my world and I am so freaking jazzed about. So after sitting though two days of auditions I must say that I am very very very content and happy with who got cast. I'll stand behind the cast list. which is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom: Brooks Asher Smith&lt;br /&gt;Jim: Zac Hoogendyk&lt;br /&gt;Laura: Nina Brissey&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Jessie Debois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a fun show and so far I've done (as i'm about to say so myself) a really good job at Stage Managing. I orginized decent auditions and even better callbacks. Now all I've got to do (which is the part I'm most worried about) is get in touch with all the designers and get stuff off the ground on the tech side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I have a paper due on Monday (that i haven't started) and a quiz on Tuesday (over a book I haven't read)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:foxypocobabe:62194</id>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2005-10-13T10:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T17:18:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T17:18:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tonights the third night of All My Sons... you should really come out and see it if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was greaet... after the show i went out with mom and dad hoogendyk, sadly this is one of the last times this will ever happen. I will be sad when zac graduates. He's a great guy and his parents are really great. Anyway the point is whenever zac is in a show or directs a show and during the theatre banquet each year they come all the way from Phonix Az and they come watch and they also take out geez i don't know twenty of zac's closest friends and people in the show for dinner. I hope i'm do that kind of thing when i have kids in college. Also speaking of cool parents katie kearns just got a box from her mom full of old navy tank tops. yay old navy tank tops. anyway i was just thinking about how i want to be that kind of mom so if anyone catches me not being that kind of mom WAY WAY down the line, go ahead and kick me into gear. thanks</content>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2005-10-06T13:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T20:20:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T20:20:49Z</updated>
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2005-09-26T10:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T17:57:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T17:57:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay... it's time to resurrect this journal thing. Don't get me wrong I
love my religion class but I really do know this matterial already (for
the most part). Normally I would take this time to provide some kind of
social commentary but seeing as I am so far behind in this journal
think I think I'll just talk about my life specifically instead of my
views in general.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Classes&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Sculpture: I still don't like how much of my time this class
takes up. I really don't. I'm good at it. *sigh*. i'm not being cocky
i'm not the-most-amazing-ever or anything but i'm good at it. The
reason i probally stand out among my peers is that I... get this... PUT
THE WORK IN. go figure. Anyway, the point is I really don't like doing
art in class... I never have, but in most studio-type classes you're
tucked over in a corner and so not everybody throughout class comes
over to "have a little chat" about what you're doing. ACK. All I've got
to say is that if you came in and worked on your project... guess
what... yours would look good to. LEAVE ME ALONE&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Religion: I really like the prof, I really like the class...
But... uh... I know a lot of it so it's hard not to check out and
say... uh... update my journal&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Humanities: this will be hard, but i like the prof&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Drafting: i cant tell if we're getting graded on anything... we
don't do enough... we don't learn enough... um.... fine class... but
not structured well&lt;/li&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Stage Management: Boring as everyone said it would be. That class
is about an hour and 40 minutes longer then it has any right to be.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
Theatre Scholarship&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;All my Sons, All my Sons, All my Sons, All my Sons.... Load in is this weekend...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
Workstudy&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;when?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
Paying for School&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
  &lt;li&gt;Um.... help!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
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    <title>foxypocobabe @ 2005-09-11T19:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-12T02:54:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-12T02:54:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh and last night i dreamed that I was talking to my dentist (socially) and he offered to let me have an appointment because he had 25 minutes till his next appointment and I kept saying "Oh no, i'll just do it later because if i stay my family might leave with out me and I don't want to make them wait or have to come back" and he kept offering "oh come on, just a quick check up" and then one of my teeth fell out... and so i desided to hell with it i'd better go get my teeth fixed... and i was walking with the dentist and i was leaning slightly forward and my teeth kept falling out because the one was gone the otherones kepted falling out because there was nothing to hold them in place... and i was walking and holding my hands over my month and trying to catch my teeth and i started to get covered in blood and i was afraid of what the dentist was going to say... and my teeth just kept falling out and my mouth hurt and we just kept walking toward the dentist office and when we finally got there he gave me a cup and said "just put them in here and we'll try to clean them and reinsert them... and then i started to wonder if i still had the first one or if maybe i had dropped one on the way... and then i woke up... and my mouth hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to have to go to the denist now...</content>
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