my anais nin book fell open to this:

Thurema, a blue-eyed gypsy. wild hair. strong body. dimples. So warm and alive. we talk with passion and excitement. "I want to give you things,Anais," and she gives me a beautiful silver medallion she carries around her neck. Because she loves it. She didn't win Joaquin, but she shook him out of his death. Since June i have not felt for any woman what i feel for her. The whole evening passes like a dream. She has danced, she speaks Spanish, she was brought up in Mexico. She is a musician. She is fiery, direct.
When she left me at midnight, and while she waited for the elevator, i paced up and down in my room with nervousness. Then i rushed out. She was still standing in the hall> i went up to her and kissed her. She held me close. She said, "oh, you sweet thing. I could squeeze you to death."

Now, to the bath water.

Colette is a spiritual tsunami encased in beautiful flesh-my dearest friend and constant muse. She sees the unseen and hears that which is unspoken, and does so with an unnerving grace. I consider myself fortunate to have her in my strange little life, and treasure what small amount of time I spend with her. The world is waiting for her...

colette is a sexy, charming, genuine woman. she serves as the other half of my video game and japanime addled brain, and i dunno what i'd do without this chica! plus, she's got the mouth of a sailor, and she's really fun to hang out with - and all the boys love her. two thumbs up!