Good morning, loves. Happy Wednesday. I’m awake, you’re awake, we’re all awake, unless we’re not.
Yesterday was pretty typical. I did my morning schmooze: making a few posts and comments on Twitter, and remade my “tip menu” on Onlyfans. I made my morning post here. In between, I surfed Reddit and assumed a human form. By the time I was dressed and finished, Shawshank texted to let me know he was coming home for an early lunch.
After lunch and a frantic search for the butt remote, I set up shop in the bedroom and took about 200 pics in various states of undress. I tried to have some sort of cohesive theme/flow to them. Then, I whittled those down to about half, and then edited the pics that made the cut. Of those, I uploaded about 35. However, within 10 minutes of uploading a photo set, someone paid $8 for it.
Since I spent the entire afternoon involved in the filth biz, I neglected to clear off the kitchen table. However, Shawshank wasn’t really feeling like a game anyway, so it wasn’t any loss. We postponed our game of Godtear for another night.
We had a power outage last night. No idea why it went out, the lights flickered five or six times before going out completely. Thankfully, it was late enough that we weren’t actually doing anything. The darkness was complete. We lit some candles, smoked a little, and watched some shit on TikTok. Then we went to bed. Since I couldn’t charge my phone, and not knowing when the power would return, I didn’t put on the sleep mask with its blissful music.
Naturally, I woke up hella early. I don’t know what woke me up, possibly the sound of everything in the house returning to life. I was a complete idiot, and I should have put the mask on then, but I didn’t. So there I am, not putting the mask on because I’m stubborn. And, having seen the time, now I’m awake-ish and pissed about the sleep I’m missing out on.
Since I’ve been awake for several hours now, I’ve already done most of my morning schmoozing. I’m going to get dressed in a bit, maybe paint a little or have a soak in the tub. I’m looking forward to later tonight, when I plan to devour a bowl of Brussels sprouts for the second time this week.