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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 think I had multiple dreams about Sailor Moon. The only one I remembered had Minako and me investigating some supernatural goings-on at this college. I think there was something about "Usagi's earlier adventures before the beginning of Sailor Moon" which the dream then rewrote as Sailor V/Sailor Venus, but then it proceeded to decide that I, an American who is approximately three times her age, was also her self-insert-OC sidekick. At first it decided I was Sailor Earth, but then changed its mind and gave up on giving me a Senshi name. EDIT: oh right, I think I could also stop time.

We fought a monster together, and I defeated by "shooting it with a gun" -- actually a neon-yellow squirt gun which waking-me had when I was like 12. At the end of the fight, however, I realized that the tip of the toy plastic squirt gun had been chopped off by the monster, so I went to the toy store to buy another toy gun. It was Christmas -- it's mid-June at the time of this writing -- and my mom told me that she'd gotten me (unintelligible).


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