Good Tuesday, y’all. The Flat is awake. We’re up and enjoying coffee. The cats are doing cat things: Podrick wants to be all up in Pippin‘s business, Pippin is trying to avoid Pod. The wee lad popped up onto the bed around 5am, as usual. We cuddled until about 6:30, when he heard Pippin moving around the house.
Yesterday was Monday. It was everything a Monday usually is. Shawshank went to work in the morning. I did a morning “get ready with me” stream on TikTok, where I drank my coffee and did my makeup. Most of the morning was spent making sure I had a lot of stuff updated in my hashtag tracker before the week’s data was recorded.
I fired up a “Balatro” stream for a while, and left the stream running when Shawshank came home. Someone asked if I had a red pedicure, and I replied I didn’t, because I’m too lazy to remove the black. Shawshank, off-camera, stuck his sock-clad foot in front of the screen and said “for a rose I’ll show you mine”. The stream was killed for soliciting sexual services, now my account is banned from streaming for a week.
I could try to appeal it, but I feel like that might make them scrutinize me more.
Later in the afternoon, I managed to beat a black stakes run, and unlocked Balatro‘s Anaglyph Deck. That’s gonna be fun.
Shawshank‘s working the night shift for the rest of the week. I’m going to set the bedroom up and see if I can run a smutty stream from there.
