The coffeemaker isn't coffeemaking anymore.
I suppose it's easy for you all to shrug it off and return to your merriment…It's been years since I've attempted to ride my morning temperament sans coffee…Perhaps I should warn Miles to wear a helmet.
I'm distraught though, really. I sang my rendition of "how do I live without you?" and lamented. It's a healing process I suppose. "This too shall pass", and all that.
No one said that life was fair...but to be honest, this really stinks.
For those of you waiting with bated breath for the conclusion of our coffeemaker saga, please read on. It was a sad, sad day June 15th, 2004. Our little angel died. My feelings were maudlin at best. I was distraught. Inconsolable. Miles bo
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