YOU LOVED ME BEFORE, DO YOU LOVE ME NOW?
Sorry for the long-ish absence from communication, everyone. I'm really terrible at 1) computers and 2) keeping in touch with people I adore, so you can fill in the blanks yourselves. (My next mission: adding myself to the facebook community, which has also proven a little difficult for who knows what reason.)
I was chagrined to find Pittsburgh in exactly the same condition as I left it--full, in other words, of surly ex-boyfriends working at all my favorite coffeeshops. And humid. So humid my sunglasses fog up as soon as I go outside.
But I do have good news: I now have a job. I'll be an artist in residence in the Beaver County School System, just north of Pgh. I'll be teaching a few days here and there, depending on how often schools want to bring me in, and the rest of the time I'll be teaching at a cyber school. (Did I somehow end up in a mid-'80s vision of what the 21st century would be like? Needless to say, I am thoroughly bugged out about this, but will forge ahead.) If anybody has experience with teaching poetry in a cyber school, I'd love to talk to you about it.
In other news: the most popular song on the jukebox at Ritter's, Pittsburgh's best diner, is "Crazy" by Patsy Cline, and I rely on this information daily.
By the way, I request permission to make giddy phone calls during Steelers games.
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Sarah
I was chagrined to find Pittsburgh in exactly the same condition as I left it--full, in other words, of surly ex-boyfriends working at all my favorite coffeeshops. And humid. So humid my sunglasses fog up as soon as I go outside.
But I do have good news: I now have a job. I'll be an artist in residence in the Beaver County School System, just north of Pgh. I'll be teaching a few days here and there, depending on how often schools want to bring me in, and the rest of the time I'll be teaching at a cyber school. (Did I somehow end up in a mid-'80s vision of what the 21st century would be like? Needless to say, I am thoroughly bugged out about this, but will forge ahead.) If anybody has experience with teaching poetry in a cyber school, I'd love to talk to you about it.
In other news: the most popular song on the jukebox at Ritter's, Pittsburgh's best diner, is "Crazy" by Patsy Cline, and I rely on this information daily.
By the way, I request permission to make giddy phone calls during Steelers games.
X
Sarah
posted by Sarah at
8/18/2005 07:52:00 PM
2 Comments:
They are so real, apparently! They're going to give me the software soon. I just hope it isn't too Orwellian.
Are you in St. Louis yet? I owe you a phone call.
By the way, reading the anthology was like FALLING IN LOVE FOR THE FIRST TIME ALL OVER AGAIN. My, my, my.
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Sarah, at 8/22/2005 11:58 AM
Kristin:
PAULA ABDUL!!! Does it have En Vogue also? Or the remix of that Deborah Cox song, "Nobody's Supposed to Be Here?" I love respect yourself jams. FOR. REAL.
Alex:
Toats whigged out is a good response, I trust? (This is said winkingly.)
Elizabeth:
Apparently, I will be teaching in my jammies. Crazy wold. By the way, I got some bright orange nail polish last week that made me think of you. Good thing I don't have to do the "young professional" look for work; I'm pretty sure orange nail polish is antithetical to young professional; advice?
Evan:
If you liked that Dipset album, Killa Cam has a new record out now. And, to my surprise, Dipset is all about the sizzurp. Is that even how one spells sizzurp?
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Sarah, at 8/25/2005 2:01 PM
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