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Pen name: Delila H. Smith (the H is silent). Thirtysomething trans lesbian, snugglemuffin, girlthing. Devil but in like a catgirl sort of way, perennial emotional wreck, too gay for this. Minors, please don't follow.


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Last night I had a dream that my mom and I were visiting my sister's new house which she supposedly owned, doing some kind of tech support. There were really old computers which were wired together in a really weird way. I tried to explain the plot and/or gameplay of PSO2: New Genesis, but since I haven't actually played it much (I've only done PSO2 Classic), all I got was explaining the basic idea behind the DOLLS as of the intro-mission, and that the antagonist of the Phantasy Star franchise has always been Dark Falz.

Also, she ordered two different oversized club sandwiches from as many separate DoorDash-esque services. When I was picking up the second one, which had just been left outside, this woman was approaching and I said "oh uh you should wait a minute, we're busy" and she was like "now you probably shouldn't be saying that sort of thing to me" (or someone was); I guess she was my sister's notional landlady or something, and was here to inspect everything? Even though this was a house instead of an apartment? She came in and then proceeded to start helping us with the weird computers.


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