[Current Mood | accomplished ]

[Listening To | news and shit ]

It’s Wednesday, my dudes. I opened the curtains this morning and found three crows in the front yard. Podrick was a bit of an ass this morning, so I was out of bed before Shawshank. He dealt with him in the early morning, I heard him up and about, swearing, at least twice.

I had a nice shift. I understand how silly that sounds – I’m a hoe, doing hoe things, what’s “nice” about that? The stream wasn’t super dead, the bean was comfy, and I made some money. Things started off with me kicking someone out of the room pretty early. No greeting, nothing, just entered chat and immediately demanded I send him a private message. Not only do I not have the attention span for managing private messages, but I refuse to deal with that type of dude¹ in general. I run a bot that will auto reply to PM requests with “Sorry, no, put it in a tip note if you want to tell me a secret 🩷”. More often than not, I’ll also audibly reply as well, and last night replied along the lines of “nope, don’t think I will”.

I didn’t give him another thought until he decided to offer up his stunningly important opinion, “if you’re sitting in here watching this dumb card game, just know there’s plenty of free tits and pussy in other rooms”. One of the greatest joys of girl bossing is being able to import and use a tiny portion of Samuel L. Jackson’s aura at will, and I shot him down with “I DON’T REMEMBER ASKING YOU A GOTDAMMED THING” while I kicked him from the room.

There are no suggestions in my room, only directions. And the only one giving those directions is me.

When I logged off, I edited a couple of the highlight reels and sat in the bedroom while they uploaded to Fansly. When I finally emerged, I fed the cats, made dinner, and tried unsuccessfully to make a roller coaster in a tight spot.

We have today off. The world looks a little gray out there, but we don’t have anything major to do. We’re making plans to cut Pippin‘s nails, and I’ll probably dye my hair and give myself a manicure. Cheeseburgers will cap off the evening.

1. going from room to room, demanding PMs, thinking the 1 token they keep in their wallet means unlimited chatting ↩︎

[Current Mood | okay ]

[Listening To | my crow army has arrived ]

Good morning, y’all. The morning is here, and we’re up. I can’t say when I first woke up– it was dark, and I was annoyed to be awake. I’ve been medicating for the last couple of weeks, and it seems to have stopped me from transforming into a furnace in the middle of the night. I might not be waking up in the wee hours, boiling in my own skin, but Podrick started early enough to make it not matter.

I curled my hair and started the week with a bean stream. Shawshank worked in the afternoon, and I set the bedroom up when he left. Setting up is annoying to me, much like winding bobbins and making my bed, I hate doing things that are going to be undone. I’m usually going in six direct directions, side questing. I have a bunch of stream gear in a milk crate, but I move some tech out of the living room on work days.

I streamed for less time than I wanted. SaskTel sent a text at some point during the stream to warn me about my data usage. I’ll have to start paying attention to that for the next week or two, until the billing cycle rolls over. I forgot to buy a couple of decks of cards while we were out this weekend. The deck I’m using is perfectly usable, but it’s definitely feeling soft, if that makes sense. I feel like it’s a couple of dozen shuffles away from collapse. Aside from data worries and flaccid decks, the night went ok. I found a new app that lets me set one or two hashtags to always use and rotate through a couple of “floating” tags, and it seems to be ok so far. I’m still enjoying the mommy-dommy JOI milf act a lot. I wouldn’t go so far as to say “this is my niche, this is who I am”, but it’s way more fun than I thought I would be having.

Today will be pretty much the same. I’m not curling my hair, but I will be on the bean for a full shift. And if I make the full shift, I plan to reward myself with an Irn Bru and some mac and cheese. We have tomorrow off, and I’m not sure what’s in store for us.

Hello, new week. It’s Monday, and it’s sunny out there. I heard the crows, we had a chickadee on the feeder, and we tossed snacks in the yard.

The weekend is gone. We had a nice Sunday, going over to Shady Acres for dinner. Shawshank built a bed for his mom. I played Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 for most of the evening. I’m always messing with something different, or testing something that I might like. A skyliner cable system running the perimeter with stations? Ok. Paddle boats? Fuck your boats. A train with six stations? Doable, but is a bit much. Trams with four stations? Better. My current obsession is custom ride stations and park decor. I made a laser show, and a dancing fountain. All my bathrooms are hiding in little houses.

I didn’t do my hair, and I didn’t do my nails.

We’re back to work for the next day or two. Maybe I’ll make someone cry.

[Current Mood | okay ]

[Listening To | weekend news fluff ]

Hello, world. It’s sunny as fuck out there this morning. The “core four” crows have already dropped in for a snack, the cats have had their own breakfast, and we’re sitting around with coffee. Pod snuggled a bunch.

Saturday was nice, a very typical Saturday. Shawshank went to work in the morning, and I watched “The Earthling” for the first time in 40+ years. When fired up a TikTok stream to do my makeup. A couple of my old regulars stopped in and chatted for a while. Pippin jumped in for some attention and adoration from her little fans as well. I watched some YouTube stuff, then played Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 until Shawshank left work. He was feeling ok enough to go out, so we drove into Slightly BiggerTown for supplies, then came back home. We ate a big lunch late in the afternoon, and skipped the pizza we’d bought for dinner.

Shawshank relaxed and built a new park, while I watched more YouTube videos on how to make cooler parks.

Since it’s Sunday, we’re having brunch. I’ll make some french toast this week, we’re not going to have a repeat of last week’s egg sandwich incident. Later, we’re going to Shady Acres for dinner.

[Current Mood | nostalgic ]

The coffee can’t work fast enough. Shawshank left for an early shift at work, locking the bedroom door so I didn’t need to deal with Podrick doing Podrick shit in the window. Instead, Podrick did Podrick shit outside the door, insisting he could thwart the lock system and get in. There’s nothing to do in the bedroom, I’d get five minutes of snuggles and he’d be gone, attacking the window shade or Pippin.

Our Friday was typical. Shawshank went to work in the afternoon, and I set up the bedroom. I made about $23 in the first hour and then sat around for a while. Typical. I spent the rest of the evening getting better at using Davinci. I’ve been spoiled with simple, easy editing on TikTok. Davinci makes me feel like I’m teaching my grandparents to program a VCR.

Once Shawshank comes home from work, we’re driving out to Slightly BiggerTown for some supplies. As soon as I’m finished watching “The Earthling” – a movie that’s been nothing but a fever dream to me since the early 80’s – I’ll put some clothes on and assume a human form.