All I can figure out is that I keep getting promises of a life and a job, and they never pan out. Is it the Catholic Church that thinks I'm some sort of priest of theirs? Is it communique set one that thinks I'm some sort of football of theirs? Is it because everybody is afraid of an eedeeott-savant? Is it because sci-fi-ers think I'm some sort of an Episiarch?
I want to breed, heck, I want to practice breeding with a living breathing woman. Everything else is just garbage, even the sandbox. Mark [nothing about "frames" until I get to breed, that's at *least* nine months from now]
