Hello, Saturday, and hello, sunshine. The morning is bright as shit out there. The sunrise is coming later every morning, and it’s at the point now where things are very dramatic right as we’re waking up. Shawshank took pictures. His Iphone does it soooooo much better than my Pixel.
I did money-making things yesterday. In the morning, I put on the nun hat and took some pictures. Sadly, most of them look like shit, in my opinion. The collar is a fucking bitch to deal with. I can force it to lay flat for about 37 seconds before I move slightly because, I dunno, I’m fucking breathing. Then it’s all fucked up like a California fault line again. Shawshank came home while I was fully nunned up, and we had a giggle.
After lunch, I put on something casual and fired up TikTok and Skyrim. If I’m social enough, I can usually add another 50 TikTok followers per stream. Some just want my soles, but some will have a genuine conversation about the game. Every time someone tells me I need to try Baldur’s Gate 3 or Starfield, I tell them they need to get to tipping because I’m a broke-ass bitch with just a Switch.
I definitely have some regulars now, and the “no reward until goal is met” method is working in terms of tips. I’m looking for another squeaky toy because I don’t want to ruin my vintage Dino Roar. I think I streamed for about 2 hours, maybe 2½, and ended up with almost $40 in tips. The foot dudes basically paid for our date.
Shawshank went into work a couple of hours early today, with plans to come home at lunchtime and be done with work for the week. I’m going to go take the bath I didn’t get to enjoy yesterday, then play human.
