Happy Friday, y’all. I’m awake, and have been. I don’t know what time I woke up the first time, I think it was somewhere around 4am. Everything else was dozey. Everything is overcast and guess what? It’s snowing again. Tiny flakes, but that still counts as fucking snow.
I was slightly busy yesterday. Not as busy as Wednesday, but I definitely did stuff. I assumed the human form. Shawshank brought home another list of website tweaks to do at lunch. I fixed it while I ate a bowl of cereal on the couch, but he’ll still tell her it took me 30 minutes to fix.
My Fansly verification came through in the afternoon, so I spent some time messing around with my profile over there. I set up three subscription tiers, but I may narrow that down to just two for manageability reasons. The next big thing will be copying existing content over there. I don’t have a lot of content, but it’s enough where I’m going to have a lot on my plate for a few days. Just before dinner, I received an email from Onlyfans congratulating me on my 100th subscriber over there.
I spent the afternoon streaming the spin time. I decided to put on something skimpy and do my “warmup” on OF, which I might just make a regular thing. No one ever watches my OF streams, so I don’t feel like there’s any pressure to be good at anything. After about 15 minutes, I switched over to TikTok, and that’s where I stayed for another 2 hours. Best comments:
- “spin 360”
- “husband?”
- “look, she’s in her mid-50’s/early 60’s, but she’s living her best life out there”
- “well you’ve got 1.2k [viewers at the time] so I guess you’ve got something they want”
- “show me your mound of venus in the front pls”
I see the “spin” comments a lot, because I’m generally in a skirt. I also managed to catch a comment from a viewer offering me one of the livestream “gifts” if I showed him “the full package”. My dude, I don’t show anyone “the full package” for less than $10; your Tiktok diamonds mean nothing.
We had a lovely date night, then snuggled on the couch. My new thing seems to be snuggling up to Shawshank and napping through an episode of whatever we’re watching. Then I’m usually good for another hour. Yesterday was no different, except the deer were back.
They held my attention for a while. We had four in the yard at one point. Shawshank filled the feeder after dinner, and it wasn’t long before they were checking out the yard. The cats were very curious about the deer. Chaucer watched them for a while, nose to nose. Eventually, another cat showed up and sat by the front steps, and Pippin’s circuits overloaded. She hid behind the potted plant.
Shawshank has today off due to the holiday. He’s off until Tuesday. I wanted to go to Slightly BiggerTown or even BiggerTown to check out the secondhand shops, but both are run by local churches and won’t be open today. We’ll figure out something to amuse ourselves for the next few days.
