Hello, and good morning from a dark TinyTown. Podrick and I have been up since around 6am, when he plunked himself into the space between my chest and chin. I cuddled him for as long as he’d let me, trying to fall asleep again.
I’m still messing with the new wig, but I felt confident it looked “ok enough” to stream with. I have a regular who loves models with heavy makeup – more specifically “white girl makeup” – who came in and told me “whatever you paid for that was worth it”. Even better, I started the afternoon with someone coming into my room, dropping $50 at once, then leaving almost immediately. Love me a good tip-and-dip.
I logged off after a few hours, I wasn’t feeling it, and that attitude wasn’t bringing in viewers. I reset most of the bedroom, recorded a couple of silly TikToks, then got too high to function while I toasted a bagel for dinner.
Shawshank has today off. He has to go out this morning, but that’s the only real plan we have. We’ll spend some time working on getting my phone hooked up with the cable and experimenting with camera positioning. And we’ll play video games.
