Hrmm.. If said Satan truly is a thirteen year old Child of the Basement.. (I don't mind them young but damn, a woman's got her limits *grin*) I might have to rethink the trading in.. *ponder* I don't mind sharing him, of course. I mean, hey.. He has much in the way of giving grape skills, and I remember hearing that 'Sharing is Caring' *mwaha!*


MMmmmMmmm.. espresso.. If I had an espresso maker.. Oh.. *tingle*.

But all I have is my Mother's high tech coffeemaker that Vernard was suppose to (re)fix, since I broke the pot to my own non~hightech, trusty maker 2 or 3 days ago. Oh man, the fit of mourning I was in when I noticed the breakage *sniffle*. My heart still feels empty..