Hello, world. It’s morning. You’d never know it with how dark it is outside, but it’s the truth. Shit’s dark, yo. I’ve been awake for a couple of hours, regardless of the quality of light. I went to bed at the normal time, dontcha know.
I made yesterday a spinny-poi day. Shawshank went into work, I did all the happy horseshit that turns me into a real girl. I wore my new boots.
They were a hit with most people. I spun poi for about an hour in the morning, then took a break for an hour or so. I went back for more in the afternoon, streaming some more spin time, taking a break, and then playing some Divinity. Unfortunately, I didn’t see a lot of traffic to my stream(s), which should probably be expected on one of the busiest travelling days of the year. While I was gaming, I also learned that while the app doesn’t seem to care if I’m dancing in short shorts and fishnet stockings, it certainly gives a shit if I’m sitting in them. I was showing too much thigh while seated, and they flagged me as needing an age restriction on my stream. I opted to kill the stream and put on some leggings instead.
Shawshank came home a bit after his shift ended. He had to stop at the shop, as his old boss asked him to stop in for a parcel. Neither of us was expecting any deliveries there. I figured she might have a token gift for him after 3 years of employment. She sent him home with two small gifts (hats from the store stock) and some fabric for me. There were dust ruffles and single curtain panels, as well as a sheet and some lengths of uncut fabric. Some very interesting options for shit, for sure.
We’re going out today, we have to drive out to Slightly BiggerTown for some groceries and vape carts. Shawshank‘s mom is making me a cornbread so I can make a pan of stuffing for myself.
