I really don't know what I must have done in my former life to deserve my incredible good luck with finding roommates. My past few years have continuously surprised me, in this respect. I just acquired some keys to my place--and met the other woman living there, a delightful, sweet Columbian woman. Her sister is in town visiting her, and we already have plans to go to the opera on Sunday, and to do a joint voyage to the Policia Federal for bureaucratic business next week. She likes to cook, watches telenovelas, and burns incense.

They talked my ear off, the two of them, for about an hour--
and I left feeling more fortunate in this life at the moment than I can even express to you.