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9.2.08

Call me.

Actually...don't. Remember the trumpet player from the blues joint? He actually called. Last night...or the night before...I don't know. I just checked my voice mail and he'd called to see how my audition went (the one I had on Sunday, wherein I looked like the worst version of Rocky Balboa). I haven't called back. I have to go.

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Katisha ("ka-TEE-sha") -- Current roommate, so dubbed during grad school, as an alternative to the Gilbert and Sullivan proper name "KAT-ish-a". Tends to think she is more ethnic than she actually is. Given her background in the ghetto, I occasionally concede and revel in watching her poke out her lower lip and get into shouting matches with women twice her size. Great fun to get crunk with and all around voice of reason. The yin to my yang...or vice versa.

BD -- My absolute best boy friend. Best spooner I've ever known and he makes one mean salad. Soul mates since the day we discovered a mutual affinity for Starbucks and Bernadette Peters. Current parental unit to the dog (he paid for, but *I* potty trained...after she shat on my clothes) we both love and adore. Some day in the distant future, he and Lil will make the move to Chi-town and life will be wonderful.

The Duke -- The middle brother. An apt name, as he is tall, silent, and a little deadly if he gets riled up. Doesn't hurt that he goes to the law school of the same name. Married young (to me), but happily so. I can't fault him. We decided when he turned 16 that we might be able to be friends, after all and that perhaps he's not quite the shithead I always thought he was. I love the lug.

Angel -- The baby of the family unit. Shortened from my nickname for him until he was 11 (AngelFace..which I am NO LONGER allowed to call him). Smart, funny, sensitive, romantic, musical, compassionate, gregarious...I can't say enough wonderful things about him. My friend once said, "*Angel* gives me hope for teenagers everywhere." Well done, kiddo.

Sally -- Brilliant lawyer-to-be, thus named for her part in the wonderful miscegenous marriage to Tommy. I wish I could credit myself with this likening, but the odd couple showed up at a Halloween party dressed like the famous duo. Slightly wrong? Yes. Damn delightful? Absolutely.

Buffy -- No particular reason for this moniker, except that this roommate happens to be blond. And really nice. And could probably kick vampire ass if necessary. Instrumentalist who puts up with singers. She's good people.

Fifi -- Another roommate. This one is from France. She tutors children and almost obsessively cleans our bathroom because it is "disGUSting"...her words, not mine. I think it's okay, but it's her thing. Also finds the phrases "sort of", "goddamit" and "-ish" absolutely hysterical and uses them to mock her "f*cking Americannes" when she can.

Impatience -- Tejas friend who always wants what she wants. When she wants it. If she can't get it, she whines, "But, I'm imPAtience." It's cute when you get to know her. Always good for a late night chat or online game. Also a voice of reason when I have issues. Also thinks she's a pirate on occasion.

It's all meant to be

9.2.08

Call me.

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