Good morning, or just “morning”, because Podrick woke us up around 5am and hasn’t stopped moving since. His first stop was for a cuddle- already a step more aggressive than normal, because he was all claws. He hasn’t stopped running around for the last hour. There’s still 45 minutes before feeding time.
This week’s game-free streaming has been good.
I was on for a couple of hours, just sat on the couch and chatted. I didn’t even attempt to number crunch. I’m not even wearing leggings or have my tits hanging out. No, I earned that $18 through sheer force of will. I seemed to hover around 15-20 people in chat at a time most of the time. My DM requests are fabulous after any good stream.
They fucking love black polish on my toes. It’s not even polish, I’m just straight up coloring my nails with a Sharpie before I log on. I tell them this. Guys, it’s marker. Ya girl’s a hot trash pile. They don’t care.
Shawshank has today off. We’re going into town for groceries. We’ll grab lunch on the way out. Maybe we can nap.
