Other people can have cats too, sure.
Back to work. I don’t like getting up for surveillance capitalism nearly as much as I like getting up to play RPGs.
I did get to play an RPG today, though. I decided not to change my character to be less like me because it would be horrible cultural appropriation and also Sage was sleeping on my arms for all the time I could have used to rewrite the sheet, so it was my horrible isolated tech geek who went to Renfaire, did not get anywhere with the cute girl, and then got lured into the Faeriemobile by an offer of a better job. Surely this will be fine. (It will not be fine, that’s the entire point of Changeling.)
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