. . . I was chatting (via Yahoo) with a friend who is owned by the Morrigan -- and she suddenly went "Ouch!" And then she told me that she couldn't remember what she'd said after what had been an opening remark -- twenty minutes earlier.
It turns out that the conversation I thought I'd been having with her about the topics in my previous entry was actually a conversation with Babh.
At this moment I am both deeply grateful for all the attention I've been getting recently and wanting to crawl into bed and hide under the covers before Persephone decides to hurl any more clue-bats in my direction.
It turns out that the conversation I thought I'd been having with her about the topics in my previous entry was actually a conversation with Babh.
At this moment I am both deeply grateful for all the attention I've been getting recently and wanting to crawl into bed and hide under the covers before Persephone decides to hurl any more clue-bats in my direction.