It’s cloudy, and it’s early. I’ve been half-conscious since I don’t know what time. Podrick was being himself, which means he woke up Shawshank too early and now that’s a thing. Pippin hopped onto the bed to cuddle with me. I tried to sink into the mattress and hoped for unconsciousness.
I was all set to stream for the full week. It’s unusual for me to have normal “business hours”, I even posted a schedule on Insta. All of that was for naught, because Chaturbate made some ✨changes✨ to the site. Alas, as a broke bitch, I don’t stream through the web interface, I use an alternate software on my phone. Something in the update broke the software, it can’t obtain a stream key, and now I can’t stream.
I spent a very angry 90 minutes, trying to play tech support and troubleshoot this shit in my underwear. First, reboot my phone. When that didn’t help, I uninstalled and reinstalled the software. The software wants a password, I can’t remember it, so I reset it. Once the software was working again, I tried to get the stream running, but now the software needs to log into Chaturbate, and that’s a whole new thing. First, I couldn’t remember my Chaturbate password, and when I finally figured out what it was, I’d enabled 2-factor authentication and can’t remember what the code app is named. Eventually, I logged in to all systems, but the systems were dead.
There’s a way I can use my phone as a webcam, or I can use the Chromebook’s camera. I have no idea how I’m going to keep everything hooked up to the ethernet cable and charging properly and talking to my toys. I’m not in the mood to think about it right now. It’s been a morning, and if I think too hard I will cry.
