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Okay, so! Things I have figured out being here so far:

✨ Emojis. Maybe I should say this phone but I feel like emojis are sort of a crowning achievement for me.

✨ Car doors. Way more complicated than they look. Worse than those circle doors that only turn one way. If you pull on the handle at the wrong time they don't unlock. But also sometimes they just unlock or lock whenever. I didn't even see the driver push the button, but he looked really annoyed when I asked so I just sort of stopped. But I think I got it now.

✨ Microwaves. Not a fan. Does anyone else feel like they're kind of yelling at you if you don't pull out your food in time? Also they're not very good cooks.


Things I am still trying to get a handle on:

✨ Washing machines. I feel like the bathtub works for now, you know?

✨ A job. Right, so I'm a really good cook and if someone would like to enlist my services, I would be really grateful.

✨ Friends. Where do people "hang out"? Is that weird to put "hang out" in quotes? It's just I haven't really had friends until I went on this quest but there's like... I'm also good not questing you know? So


I'm feeling really good about this. Like really good.

Hey so, friendly (if you want the not-friendly version you have to pay extra) reminder that there's a Death Club (clever, right?) at the DOA building every other Wednesday evening. Dead? Dying? Previously dead? Resurrected? Dead at home? Surrounded by a ton of people who have died? Need somewhere to just... vent or talk or listen about death? Come on by.

We don't judge or make you fill out some long questionnaire to prove you're "dead enough" or whatever. It's a fairly chill group where people talk about their experiences, listen to others, offer advice and help, and a path forward to figure out how to get out of that stupid slog that comes after. Outlanders and Natives are both welcome, you'd be surprised how many Natives have been yanked back to life with the amount of necromancers running around. The survivor guilt/"why me"/"what the fuck" combo is pretty universal.

And there's free coffee and pastries.

*Disclaimer: I am not a therapist or doctor and I'm not going to pretend otherwise, but we have one on hand for meetings if you need some one-on-one time or something with a bit more structure.

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This is incredibly belated but I just wanted to let people know that Cobb and I were very grateful for everyone who was able to attend our wedding at the townhouse earlier this month especially on such a short notice. At some point, I felt there was no point in waiting too long when there was nothing guaranteed in this place.

And after a short leave from the clinic (gasp, shock, horror, I know, the workaholic doc took a break), I'm back and ready to stockpile for the next time Vallo decides to be a complete dick.