Day ten. Holy macaroni-n-cheese, I've made it ten days in this place without dying. I wonder if we can make it to twenty...
Mouse's place was really nice. I didn't make it in time to see her little one, but I did make it in time for us to see two old guys yelling at one another... and I genuinely wish I were exaggerating when I say that, but damned if that's not exactly what we got. All I could ask at the end was "so that's what schadenfreude is like?" Aside from that, I had fun. Mouse's hospitality even despite her low mood is absolute top-tier. 5 stars, would recommend.
I even gave her a hug at the end, which I don't remember if I'd promised her or not.
Today, however, is a new day. One nice thing about being in this dimension instead of my original one is that Mormons don't drop by my apartment to "spread the word about Jesus Christ" or salesmen don't drop by to try and sell me sponges. It's nice not having to worry about "who am I going to have to be mean to today," you know?
Yeah, sometimes the things I write in you can be really sweet, and other times, they can be inane. Honestly, I'm just giving observations about my time here, especially knowing it has the potential to end at literally any second with no warning. It'd be a real pain in the butt to have to go back home, assuming I live through my being purged.