I’m up. Fuck everything. The end. It’s been a morning.
We started yesterday with a few more episodes of Yellowstone. I’ve passed the point where both my previous attempts left off. I also texted my mother and told her to get Brian to sign up for a Paramount+ trial so she could watch the prequels. I think she’d enjoy them immensely.
I finished my apron in the afternoon. It was a marathon of pinning, basting, and sewing, and I was forced to iron shit at least three times. The last time I brought the iron and its mat out, I whined about it. Sure, I understand that the ironing makes things the next steps easier, but to me it’s bullshit. It’s on the same level as filling a bobbin, and making the bed. These are pointlessly necessary tasks that we’re forced to do, just to undo later. The apron itself might be slightly too long, but that’s nothing to “fix”; I didn’t spend 3 years working in pizza places and not figure out how to adjust aprons.
Today I start Halloweek. I’m not sure which costume I want to do first. Strawberry Shortcake can’t be too accurate on Chaturbate due to TOS rules about cosplaying children’ s characters. With the black wigs in the house, I can do at least two popular wrestlers. I do it almost weekly, but there’s always clown stuff. I’d need to dig out a hat and a shirt, but I could probably swing a Garth from “Wayne’s World” costume. No matter what, I want to plan things so I can optimize the amount of time in the smut streams, but still entertain the possibility of logging in and making an appearance on TikTok.
