Hello, world. Tuesday morning is wet. Podrick‘s tail is going crazy, I don’t know what he sees out there in the trees, but it’s very interesting.

I’m starting to get into the groove of setting up for Bean Streams, and trying to set up earlier so I can start “on time”. One hiccup is the ethernet cable, which I almost always forget to pull out of the closet until the very last minute. My biggest issue is remembering to take clothes out of the dresser before I hang the curtains up. If I can, I’ll pull something out of the lingerie box, but I usually end up needing something out of one of the drawers. In those cases, I’ll end up frustrated. Either I struggle to blindly pull a thong out of the top drawer without pulling down the curtain, or drag the beanbag away so I can open the bottom drawer.

I feel like I have better nights when I start around 2pm, and anything later than 3pm is a lost cause. Why? Couldn’t tell you. Those are the hours I started at, those are the hours that “know” me. Taking the time off while waiting for the upgrades to arrive has given me a little bit of a chance to re-invent myself. I enjoy being myself, even if that doesn’t bring me a massive amount of views. I’m getting there, though. Eventually.

This morning’s gray looks like it will be carried through the afternoon. We just heard a long rumble of thunder. I’m ok with thunder all day. I could cultivate a spooky vibe.