I blame the cough medicine...
I've been napping on and off all day and I just woke up from the weirdest dream. I blame the cough medicine.
A couple of weeks ago, I went to a sex toy party with a bunch of women from work. It was a lot of fun. Well, my order just showed up in the mail yesterday, so I can only imagine that was what spawned this dream.
I was at another such party, yet Colin Morgan was the 'sex-pert' in charge, giving the talk and demonstrating all of the different lotions and creams and toys. Of course, it wasn’t until he took out some role playing costume with a crown and put it on that I realized it was him.
Mostly I just sat there gawking and couldn’t focus and all I could think of was: "Does Bradley know he’s doing this?" and "Why didn’t I invite my nerd!brunchers to this party with me?"
I woke up before the part where you go back into a room with them by yourself to do the private ordering. That might be for the best...
delirium is strange, you guys. *shakes head*
A couple of weeks ago, I went to a sex toy party with a bunch of women from work. It was a lot of fun. Well, my order just showed up in the mail yesterday, so I can only imagine that was what spawned this dream.
I was at another such party, yet Colin Morgan was the 'sex-pert' in charge, giving the talk and demonstrating all of the different lotions and creams and toys. Of course, it wasn’t until he took out some role playing costume with a crown and put it on that I realized it was him.
Mostly I just sat there gawking and couldn’t focus and all I could think of was: "Does Bradley know he’s doing this?" and "Why didn’t I invite my nerd!brunchers to this party with me?"
I woke up before the part where you go back into a room with them by yourself to do the private ordering. That might be for the best...
delirium is strange, you guys. *shakes head*