satski-
ninette saw how little i had put earlier, and, well, she freaked. so here i am. writing again, stupid fucking obsessive compulsive vampire. grrr. though i am a fire deamon, i cant rip anything apart, so, ninette is still alive/undead/immortal/whatever. i hate the north. it is always cold, and wet, and the sun never shines, and people are always crankey. grrrrrr. including me.