Lunch Date

So my godmother took me out to lunch today with her son and son's family (wife and little baby.) And my god, all they have to talk about was his son's family problems, her ex being a bitch and demanding more child support etc. They were asking me for advice and I was thinking, god dammit, give me fucking break. This is what I do at my job and THIS is not exactly my idea of a relaxing lunch.

Does my face scream, "I am nice and good at listening!" or do I give off that caring vibe and what not? Do I look like a sounding board?

Grrr. After my last bite I was so tired giving them advises and shit.

Earlier today, I picked up D from his house and dropped him off at the airport for a gig in Tennessee. Boy, I will miss him and I won't be seeing him until Monday.
But that's definitely something to look forward to.

I am having major PMS shit today. And so does D's daughter seems like. Aaaaaah, the joy of being a woman.

Dammit.