Good morning, y’all. Happy Friday. We have sunshine for the first time in a few days. I’ve had a shit morning. I was up too early for no reason whatsoever, I can’t even blame Podrick for it because he wasn’t up. I woke up feeling like the Tin Man. Every joint in my body was stiff and protested as I tried to roll over and stretch to my full length. Nothing helped.
My Thursday stream was better than expected. I didn’t have a lot of traffic, but I had enough. My primary goal is to get at least four hours, and I met that with little trouble. It’s taken me a few months, but I feel like I’m getting better at eliciting more tips from the people already tipping. I logged out with some money, reset the bedroom, and fed the cats.
The kibble-dumper dropped Podrick’s dinner into the bowl promptly at 5pm. I emerged from the bedroom for a break very shortly thereafter, and found Podrick sitting by a bookcase instead of stuffing his face. Instead, Pippin was eating from the bowl, having reached it first. I hung out in the kitchen, hitting the bong and petting Pod while Pip ate dinner, then put some food down for him. Maybe I’ll throw another feeder in the cart for her at some point.
There have been some schedule changes this morning, and Shawshank‘s been given tomorrow night off. I’m still trying to figure out a way to have a bedroom dance party.
