Met Steffi, a grad-student, for lunch today. She works for Wendell, the same researcher that I intend to work with next year. We talked about anyone and everyone, and slowly, slowly, I'm gaining confidence that I, Dorothy, am not going to be a first-rate disaster in graduate school.
After learning that I am newly single, it was exciting that Steffi touched on the profs that she thought were cute. There's really only one in the whole department that I would agree with, and my neighbor Destiny, says the name sounds like a venerial disease. So for now, he will be known as V.D.
Wendell sent me an email today, for a number of seminars at school, hosted by V.D. himself. It might be interesting to see what happens there.
The Adventures of Botifa Jenkins and Chanterelle Hicks:
Destiny and I have ghetto alter-egos. Botifa and Chanterelle go all over town and get up into everyone's grills. They stay together out on the West side of town, and don't want none of that jiggety goin' on out in the street, mmm-Kay?
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You are precious to me. Rob's sis is here for the week but why don't you call me and we'll hash over VD, ok?
And send me the link to his pics online. Gotta see the hottie!!!!
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