If it helps, my brain is deciding whether to write a fic dealing with "if I can go into a virtual world but interact with it like it's real, is it cybersex to sleep with one of the people?"

Tempest?

I gotta say I *love* that you have a horse named Pickle. :D

If you would like to smell them too, they're respectively Goodfellow&Co body wash (one of the few brands that doesn't just pack coconut-based EVERYTHING into their stuff) and Dr Teal's brand bubble bath, limited editiom autumn scent.

I have smelled a sea salt and oakwood body wash. It feels like gentle security.

Tonight I will smell a bubble bath that sort of defies description, but smells like autumn weather, Christmas, and a forest all in one.

What a waste. $1K of other people's money for useless glasses.

I hate myself a lot right now.

That is a constant in my family!

I must confess that yes, I am indeed.

I still exist!

(Rain here. Some...things happened. I have returned now that the things are over.)

why am I actually still debating this when I know 1: it'll piss her off and 2: I really do NOT have a good reason for why I'd have waited this long to correct her

bah

I'll just silently grumble every time she does it

Extending the offer in the first place made it all happen~