Well, will you look at that?
We now return to our regularly scheduled programming after these past few perambulatory musings.
Now, I know what you may be thinking. And I suppose you can’t be blamed: The mention of a bed frame on a blog chock full of stories about (mostly) botched hookup attempts, and you can just bet your imagination can run wild with those implications. Well, you can just let your dirty mind wander all you want, but if you’re expecting that kind of a story, let’s just say you’ll probably be disappointed.
A little bit.
Let’s go back to the beginning.
Love Games, or the Lack Thereof 