Release The Doves! James Is Risen!

My new roommate since I moved up to GP and be- came one of the annointed ones (or as my buddy Gordon would say/ has said: "Release the doves! James is risen! No longer is he one of the sons of perdition!) was a quadmate of mine down in VIP. His name is Antony and he first met me one afternoon back in July when I was sitting in room 209's quad area, watching TV while it was off.

He looked at me starring in rapt attention at the blank screen for a while, then finally said, "You can turn those things on, you know."

"Yeah," I said matter of factly without looking up from the blank screen, "but I like it better this way. No commercials."

Antony was living in room 209D with a taxi-driving God-pimp I called "Satan Himself" and I was living in 209C with a steady procession of losers, drug addicts and wierdos. We were both scheduled to move into GP on the same day last week and Antony had gone first.

They showed him 3 two-man rooms where he would be the second man. He says the guys in there looked like hermits, like the last days of Howard Hughes. When Antony saw ME walking into the GP manager's office, he told the manager "I want HIM for a roommate!"

I guess I was the lessor of four evils . . . but we're getting along fine up in 404B.

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