it's a convoluted mess
I had a dream that I was pregnant. Judging by the size, I’d guess seven or eight months along. I was wandering around some sort of get-together in search of Bob while people marveled over the fact that I was still wearing my wedding ring. Bob appeared to be missing completely from the gathering and I got sidetracked from my search by a plate of baked potatoes. Because obviously. Then I shared my Investigation Discovery… Keep reading…Mmm…potatoes…
Conquest to Woo a Templar… S: So apparently I made him wait too long to bed him down. Alistair just propositioned me instead. R: If there was an achievement for the number of different ways to get Alistair into bed—you would totally get it. — Signs of Intelligent Life… R: Only you would have a dream about an alien race of dinosaurs that are cute and cuddly—not mean and scaly. S: Ones that could be… Keep reading…Conversations in Geek Love [part two]