Good morning, world. Are we up? We up.
Last night started off like shit, which was only natural because the evening was shit as well. I had the plan to stream on Fansly last night, so I started setting up the bedroom before dinner. I had the light set up, the tripod in place. My pillows were at the perfect angle for a seductive reclining pose that would allow me to ignore people and play on the Switch.
After dinner, I tried to set up the camera and figure out angles, but Pippin had other ideas and climbed in my lap. She sat there for about 20 minutes, soaking up the 1-on-1 attention from a human without Podrick interfering. He eventually came into the bedroom and laid down on the bed next to me. That was too much for Pippin and she ran off. Pod decided he needed attention, so I loved on him for a few minutes. In the mean time, I just want to take my pants off and start the stream. He started to go full gremlin, so I put him on the floor.
Let’s get this show on the road, I thought to myself, just before Pippin came back and crawled into my arms to be held.
Eventually, I was able to stream. After about an hour, I ended up shutting it off. The lofi pop I was listening to was starting to get to me, the cats were being ACTIVE!, and too many people were out in the street, using their voices and shit. I got a few new followers, but I was also a fucking idiot and didn’t have the chat set so people could talk until the last 20 minutes.
Shawshank has today off. I let him sleep in extra late today.
