[Current Mood | unbothered era ]

Hello, world. The sun was short lived, and we’re back to grey skies once more. Grey everything, actually, it’s foggy as fuck out there. The cats have been fed, and we’re caffeinating ourselves.

Last night was another night of stream experimentation, this time with the iPad. After a bunch of arranging and rearranging, I eventually settled on a setup that worked. It’s not much different than the original layout, honestly. I had planned to put the iPad on the little table beside the bean, but it’s just a little bit too much off to the side. I moved my drinks to the table, and sat the Dell and the iPad next to each other on my improvised desk. With the two big screens and a phone to broadcast from, the whole setup looks ridiculous and overly complicated. Since I don’t need to watch chat on the Dell, I put OBS in full screen, and made the preview as big as possible. I watched the chat, messaged Shawshank now and then, and played music on the iPad. By the time I was ready for dinner, I’d met a goal for the night.

I logged out and mostly did nothing for the rest of the time until Shawshank came home. I spend the entirety of my streams talking, so it’s not unheard of for me to just sit in the quiet house after I log out. Shawshank came home, and we watched some wrestling before bed.

But…. today starts my week of “vacation”. There’s true crime on the TV, a load of laundry running, and we’re not doing anything crazy today.

[Current Mood | blah ]

Happy Halloween, y’all. We’re up and about. It looks like the sun is creeping up and making it through the clouds today, and maybe it’ll be nice enough for the kids to go candying. Podrick was hungry, which means he was AWAKE! nice and early.

Between the two of us, Shawshank and I managed to get one iPad up and running. He took it to work to update things on their network. It took a lot of going back and forth between screens, but it’s online and should be good for a test run tonight.

I put on the clown makeup after lunch, and set up the bedroom. I’d planned to put on some pasties and rock out with my rack out, but I forgot to do it while Shawshank was home to help me wrestle my titties into the ktape. Someone in chat messaged to say I made an awesome Chapel Roan. I’ll take it. Other than that, business was very slow for me, because Fridays are shit.

Shawshank is working day shifts all next week, when my customer base isn’t online, so I won’t be streaming. Instead, I’m going to take a few days to clear out some space in the two clutter corners. If I can get things clear, I can repurpose one to be a streaming corner (where I won’t be blinded by the sun for 45 minutes every shift).

[Current Mood | unbothered era ]

[Listening To | whaaah, my floating condo shut down and left me in a foreign country ]

WP Prompt of the Day: Share a few recent shots from your camera roll, no context needed.

Good morning, y’all. It’s Friday, it’s gray, and it’s cold. Podrick was spicy this morning, and pissed off Shawshank. Pippin is having a snack in the bedroom.

I had a nice, productive night off yesterday. Shawshank left for work, and I got busy doing the lunch dishes, then washed my hair in the kitchen sink. I was in charge of waiting for the alert from Apple about trying to unlock my father-in-law’s Apple account so we can reset his collection of iPhones. The email we’d received said to expect a call or a text to his phone at about 2:30pm, so we were expecting we’d be dealing with humans or something. Nope, as it turned out, the text came in an hour before the appointment time, and simply let us know we can now use the “forgot password” option on the account. I spent half an hour setting my hair on rollers, then used the rest of the afternoon to work on the Fansly account.

By the time I finished, it was dinner time. I fed the cats and made myself some oatmeal. I bought Shawshank a lidded ramen bowl for Christmas, and assumed there was no reason it couldn’t make oats as well. Easiest oats ever. Microwaving them is fine, but that always comes with the risk that the bowl will overflow and make a massive mess. This time, I just dumped the cup of boiling water into the bowl and slapped the lid on. By the time I came back from a bong trip, the oats were fluffy and yummy.

Once I had fed the three of us, I played Witcher for the rest of the evening. There is something about the game that completely freaks out Podrick. He puffed up and ran away at least twice yesterday while I was playing, eventually deciding to watch the TV from the safety of the kitchen. I’m not sure what it is that scares him; initially, I thought it was the sound of galloping horses during a cut scene, but he’s done it a couple of times without the horses, so I kinda think it’s Geralt.

They can’t all be days off, so I’m back to work today. I think I’ll do clown shit.

[Current Mood | blah ]

[Listening To | sports new ]

Good morning, world. It’s time to wake up. The sun is not out, it’s not warm, and society is collapsing around us on all sides.

I managed to get online without anywhere near the trouble I had on Tuesday afternoon. Once I plugged everything in, it all worked, on the first try, with no extra fucking about needed. My new bedroom setup is still working well for me, but like anything, there is always something I can tweak.

I didn’t tweak much yesterday, only fucking with my stream’s tip “goals”. Usually, I run with two goals:

• shake that ass
• show tits (5mins)

When both goals are met, it restarts from the beginning. After giving it a little thought, I decided to adjust the tip goal amount and ditch the titty-timer. My tits are already out there on my promo social media, the timer is pointless if anyone wants to make the effort to search. Meeting both goals is roughly the same amount as subscribing to one of my Fansly’s lower tiers. I changed things up a little, changing the goals to:

• shake that ass
• show tits
• shake that ass

This time, when the last goal was met, it just restarted the last goal. It worked pretty well last night, and I made some money to make up for Tuesday. I know I’d probably make more if I just started topless – I’d almost certainly have a better ranking – but for whatever reason, that makes me hella nervous.

Today, I’m going to wash my hair, set it in the rollers again, then upload and schedule some Fansly shit. When all the work is done, I can play “Witcher 3“.

[Current Mood | drained ]

It’s hump day, y’all, and there’s white shit on the ground outside. I woke up before the sun was up, stretched, waking up the furry lump sleeping next to my feet. Podrick padded up my chest for his first snuggle of the day.

I had a shitty cam shift. First, my hair turned out fucking fabulous, which pissed me off because it would have looked amazing with a clown look, which I hadn’t done. Then I couldn’t decide what I wanted to wear. I looked fabulous in just Shawshank‘s robe while setting up, but that look wouldn’t show near enough skin to get traffic in a stream. I spent some time trying to figure out the best way to deal with my cords. We took some power bars from Shady Acres, eliminating my need to move one from the living room to the bedroom for work. It’s plugged into a big ol’ orange extension cord, which runs under/around the bed and over to my workspace. Any time I try to change things a little, I get annoyed, so naturally, I was in a snit by the time I was ready to stream …

… which took a while to do, because none of my shit was working properly. OBS was spitting out plugin errors, then it lost my camera, my control deck lost macros, I deactivated shit I didn’t need to because the OBS errors looked dire but aren’t, macros and plugins mysteriously disappeared, then reappeared, and Windows wanted an update. I managed to get online 20 minutes late, and spent a fuckload of time talking to myself.

On top of that, Podrick was a shithead all night. I kept hearing noises from the common areas while I was streaming, and he didn’t let up until we were in bed.

I hope today is better. My hair looks insane, so I might do clown stuff today.