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The show went well.
The visit from the Snowtiger and his wife was pleasant, if brief.

I got to introduce them to Rivalz and also Papagallo's.

Allura teamed up with my SO to perform an excavation in the bedroom. There's FLOOR in there! (and it isn't level with the bed!)

I will be spending WEEKS digging through boxes of stuff I didn't sort, but I am still relieved and astonished and delighted.

And frightened. And shamed. And a little creeped out. And vaguely worried that something that seemed unimportant to someone else got thrown away, and I might need that.

Don't mind me, it's just the crazy talking.

It will quiet down eventually. Mostly, I let it rant quietly to itself, and the rest of my "committee" simply ignores the crazy until it gets tired of hearing itself talk and shuts the hell up.

I don't need MEMEs and quizzes and other random crap. Here's which whatever I am:
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Next step:
Question time. Pester me, people! Story requests, random trivia that you're dying to know about me, random philosophical questions... propositions... stuff you want me to share...
Just remember that I will answer all questions fairly, honestly, and completely: except where other people's Secrets are concerned. I won't blow anyone's cover or tell tales out of school. I will tell anything you want to know about me.

I'm gonna screen the comments, so you let me know if you want me to post your query or not. Ask in complete secrecy.

Go.