Small sleeptexting episode last night. I texted Alisha, whom I miss a great deal after leaving california. I texted her at 2:00am. She responded, but it was 45 minutes later. I was unresponsive by that time. I don't remember anything about this.
Me: Yzzil? What kind of stupid name is that? Who is she?
Me: Never mind, I don't care. Just decline her invitation. It sounds a little too paradoxical for my tastes.
Alisha: Are you certain? It could be a fun party nonetheless.
Alisha: Yzzil is a rather odd name. Perhaps she is a bit backwards after all.
Yzzil is, of course, backwards for Lizzy. I don't know if I would want to go to a party thrown by my backwards self, so maybe I made the right call.
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