As it turned out, Fiorella shouldn't have (accidentally) skipped her second visit to the doctor because to make up for it, she had to gulp down three power pills today and will have to take two more tomorrow. Wish her well.
In the meantime, your girl has been cleaning out more of her file cabinets. It's amazing how much paper one person can accumulate during her lifetime--and there's still more to come. Yep, Fio must have been born with a pen in her hand and an overactive brain.
By the way, out that Son L has inherited his mother's reluctance to sticking himself or anyone else with a needle. And here Fiorella though she was the only one in the world....
ANGER! Exactly what sort of sucker has Fio been tagged as? Her phone has been ringing all day and she's getting tired of picking it up, then clicking off when she hears the boiler room background.
Okay, your girl admits that her ego jumped to the moon when she found her old teaching evaluations tucked back in a long-forgotten file. A+ all the way!!!
You would laugh if you could see Fiorella right now. She's half-lying on her bed with the computer half-in her lap and her bed half-covered with stray pages from from a long-forgotten romance that never got published. There are also a few pages from a local magazine Fio tried to start up called Suburban Notebook. Needless to say, it didn't get off the ground either. Yep, your girl is great at producing the product, but not at selling it.
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