Adventures in breakfast.

[silveryscrape]

Woops. I didn't mean to dump half the jar of salsa into the pan. The eggs, they are red.

I blame Dierdre: Triangle: Angle One before breakfast, I'm a bit shaky now. If you haven't read this... man. Go now.

Random question for the day: what's the best dream you've ever had about one of guys? Details, please. Shock me.

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[halowrites]

ahahahaha...well, okay.

I once dreamed JC crawled up my body (we're talking hands and knees here), straddled my chest, grinned *that* grin at me (you know the one, I'm sure), then stuck his dick in my mouth.

[blinks]

ahem. another time, I dreamed I was in bed with Lance, who proceded to, uh, pause in what we were doing, to bunch up the bedsheets in one hand in a vague representation of a vagina. he then helpfully pointed out where the clitoris would be, you know, in case I wasn't already aware. I mean-- it's bizarre enough already, but the fact it was *Lance*? I don't think he'd actually know a hell of a lot about clitorises, if you know what I'm sayin' ;)

I've also dreamed about euro!Chris, JC being a music teacher at a school, and Joey and I swimming with dolphins. there's more, but. I'll spare you :)

[silveryscrape]

Oh!

My.

Yes, that did the trick. [wipes sweat off back of neck]

And I'm dreaming about JC's knees. Stupid dreams.

No, please don't spare me! I've been bad! I must be punished! But... dolphins?