We got into a big fight after our adoption agent left. It was mostly me doing the talking and signing. I was upset she couldn’t do this one thing for me. All I needed from her was to be on time, and she couldn’t do that. She kept going on about her faculty meeting, which was called at the last minute. It made me angry that she was so non-chalant about it.

After we resolved nothing, she went to her art studio and blasted her music. I was never much of an AC/DC fan, but her blasting it after an argument infuriated me and she knew it. Even though she was seventy percent deaf, she played music, the beats are what helped her to hear. I grabbed my keys and left for The Planet.

"What’s wrong baby sis," Kit asked as soon as she saw me.

"Another fight."

"Bette, you really need to assess your relationship with Jodi."

"Kit I don’t want to hear it right now. I just need some coffee and a table so I can draw out a map for the Provocations exhibit."

"All I’m saying baby sis is that you need to think about your relationship before you two decide to bring a child into it."

"I know Kit, I know. Thanks," I said and then sat in a corner table and brought out my laptop. I started drawing, writing and planning the bids for the construction of the show. I had three bids, and I was meeting one of the architects in the morning. Soon I heard chatting come from the front door and I smiled as I saw my friends burst in.

I first met Alice in college. She was a journalism student from Orange County and had a knack for gossip. She knew everything and everyone, there wasn’t anything she didn’t know. She was busy working for The Look, an L.A. morning talk show which helped to fuel her side project, Alice In Lesboland. It is a gay informational website about the Los Angeles gay life which featured her daily blogs, friday vlogs, and her newest feature "The Chart," which I found amusing and disturbing. It was by happenstance that we ran into each other on the streets of L.A.