Good morning, world. It’s Friday. We’re up and enjoying the morning. Pippin is doing her thing. I’m waiting for my coffee to kick in. I woke up around 5, immediately set up a talk-down, and attempted to go back to sleep. It didn’t work so well. I read some comments on Reddit, checked out Bluesky, and made another promo video for the spank banks.
I didn’t do anything yesterday. My mood was shit, and I didn’t have the attention span for scheduling more content drops. I played “Balatro” for the afternoon, and made chicken nuggets for dinner. After dinner, I fired up TikTok and streamed for a bit. I expected it to be a hard stream; I have a small, core group of regulars who come in every stream, and I would have to break the news about Chaucer multiple times. I didn’t cry, but the one guy who always asks about “the fur children” immediately left chat after I mentioned it. One came in too late in the evening to hear about it, and I logged out before telling him. I’m sure there’s more who haven’t heard.
Today, I’m going to do some more scheduling. Shawshank is closing the store tonight. I’ll see how I feel after dinner, and that will determine what the evening has in store for me.
Condolences for the kitty, losing a pet is the hardest thing about having fur babies.