But I fixed the spacing! It took me long enough. A super cool, professional computer guy is gonna double check the attachment with the new proper spacing and send it back to me tonight so that I can finally move forward with editing my memoir. I will never bring that up again. Yuck, like, how boring can that get?
My Horizontal Life by Handler was so cute it gave me physical shivers. And with each turn of a page, my jealousy grew. "But your memoir is different Sheila." Telling myself that makes me feel better.
I talked to Karen last night from her treatment center. She says she feels sick because she has actual food in her stomach. They did blood work and her lab results are coming back tonight.
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