I just finally heard back from Little Brother - I'd emailed him about giving my email to his one friend in law school who wants me to look over some stuff, and I'd also asked him about French Mix. His response regarding French Mix: "his story is that he works for United Airlines and is somewhat of a 30+ year old play boy. He likes to go out drinking and does it often. Every girl likes him but few strike his interest for dating. He's a blast to hang out with though." That's fine, I already know all that. And I don't want to date a playboy, anyway. I just want to fuck him! Well, to be more accurate, for him to fuck me. Hard and fast and long!
Hemingway wasn't there this morning so I didn't get to listen to any cool accent and talk Europe or South America or whereever he's from.
I'm planning on calling French Mix sometime today. I'll be so nervous and excited before I do! And I really kind of hope that I get voice mail! Oh - and I have to schedule a brazilian, cause I'm due. And a pedicure, cause I need to get rid of these awful calluses!