So I went over to W's place, a little earlier than normal. W and d17 wanted my help in getting a financial aid application completed.
My compassionate feelings for W? They have slipped away as W asked if she had to be there when I was completing the paperwork. She was still there when I arrived, but she packed up bottles of booze as she sprinted like Usain Boldt off to a barbeque.
I invited d17 over to my place for a good meal - I don't like hearing the kids might be hungry. But she politely declined. So I guess its a guy's weekend with s13.
