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From the WP daily writing prompt: How do you write what people actually want to read?
I don’t, because I write for myself. I write what I want to write. This is more of a diary than a blog with a specific topic. If my 27 followers don’t like to hear about my daily exploits, they can pick up the needle, press pause, or turn the radio off. Ain’t no one forcing you to read this shit.
Good morning, y’all, and happy Thursday. The sun has decided to make its presence known to the prairies today. According to my phone, the weather should be quite nice. Podrick didn’t do enough to break through Shawshank‘s 2-mask isolation system. Pod’s not necessarily doing anything bad or misbehaving in the mornings, it’s just that he’s the equivalent to a sentient bowling ball. He and Pippin can do the exact same things, but Pod will instantly be louder and/or more destructive simply because she’s maybe 7lbs and he’s probably ~20lbs.
I tried out the new smutty stream props yesterday. I like them, and I like how they turned out. In the future, I’ll make some very minor tweaks to their design when it comes time to replace them. My shift sucked, but I got on The Bean anyway, and I logged in for a couple of hours. The last two days have been terrible, monetarily. The only thing going up this week has been my follower count. Tomorrow, when the phone’s billing cycle is up, I’ll have some data to use again.
Today, we have no real plans. The main thing we’re doing is going to the secondhand shop because we love trash.
