Oh no, maybe it's my inner shipper? Eep!

One of those mornings this morning where, rather than crawl out of bed and potter around the place till I've woken up enough to go to work, I toyed with the idea of calling in sick and then decided just to lay in bed for another hour and then go. Which I did, in my drowsy state dreaming about my MarySue alter ego having hot sex with a particular fictional character.

*wonders what this says about my subconscious*

Not admitting which fictional character, unless someone guesses in which case I'll 'fess up. He was damn good, too. ;)