FTEC, Monday Daytime
Monday, February 5th, 2007 09:47 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
After she checked to make sure nobody in the clinic needed doctoring, Elliot was bored. Bored bored bored.
She was trying to make herself finalize her last few fellowship applications, but her eyes were starting to cross form squinting at the tiny type on the forms and if she had to look at Dr. Kelso's lukewarm recommendation of "Ellie Reed" one more time, she would cry.
She would never wish someone would get sick. Of course not. Well, maybe a tiny bit sick, if it meant she had something to do today ...
She was trying to make herself finalize her last few fellowship applications, but her eyes were starting to cross form squinting at the tiny type on the forms and if she had to look at Dr. Kelso's lukewarm recommendation of "Ellie Reed" one more time, she would cry.
She would never wish someone would get sick. Of course not. Well, maybe a tiny bit sick, if it meant she had something to do today ...