Frustration is Fiorella's first name, second name, and third name. It looks like Chariot can't give her a ride to her physical therapy location so she'll have to dig up either another driver or another class. It also looks like that, after not seeing or hearing from any visiting health ladies for about a month, your girl will be getting two phone calls on top of each other (one of which didn't give her name). Fio hopes they don't arrive at the same time.
Hurrah! Her visitors came an hour apart and Ashley, who seems to be impressed by your girls' paintings, actually suggested she start up business again. Hmm....maybe Fiorella will even show her friend the nudes hidden behind the bedroom door next time around.....
Fiorella would also like to find someone who would refresh her piano skills, mostly so that she can continue composing, although she may have to invest in a new instrument too--her electric spinet is on its last legs. (Hmm, the music departments of most colleges usually have good used pianos for sale.)
The rainstorm has calmed down, but you don't hear anyone in Texas sighing in relief. It's a miracle when rain strikes in the last molten days of summer.
Saturday is now on line, but this is Monday, which means that the Austin American Statesman owes Fiorella S-I--X--say it again-- S-I-X undelivered newspapers this week! GRRRRRRRRRR!
Actually, more and more, your girl thinks that Trump deviously stole the presidency from Hillary....
SORRY THIS BLOG IS SUCH A MESS. WILL TRY TO DO BETTER TOMORROW.
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