black deck down

Good morning, world. I’m up. Pippin let everyone sleep this morning. I only started to get restless around 6am, and she was sound asleep. She demanded Shawshank open the door for her so she could look outside. A tabby on the steps started some skippitypaps at the window, fluffed Pippen’s tail, and ran off.

I played games all afternoon yesterday. Shawshank worked the mid-shift, so I streamed early in the day for a change. The afternoon “foot clan” crew is always pleasant. I started off with Balatro. I lotioned my feet just before I started the stream, and I didn’t want to play anything super “controller-heavy” due to slick hands.

By the end of the afternoon, I won a run on the Black Deck. It was a ridiculous run. I was so focused on the negative aspect of the Black Deck – one less hand per round – that I forgot the primary benefit of the deck, an extra joker slot. Instead, I made it through FIVE FUCKING ANTES before I remembered I had six joker slots. I’d pulled a legendary joker out of a booster pack early on in the game, which helped considerably. As is customary when I win, I bit it somewhere in around the 29th round. My lotion had soaked into my hands by that point, so I switched to Skyrim.

I think I made about $8 on TikTok, and a new subscriber on Fansly. I’ll take it.

We’re back to a regular schedule today. Shawshank is working tonight. I’m going to do human shit.