Good morning, world. The household is up. We’re up and having coffee. The cats are doing cat things. Podrick was a good baby, quietly snuggling with me until it was time for me to wake up Shawshank.
We did minor things yesterday. Shawshank played Balatro for the afternoon. We watched the Amazon Prime series about murder. I vacuumed the living room and performed some minor repairs to our cat tree. The column that supports one platform was frayed to hell and back. I wrapped it in sisal rope and tacked it down with an excessive number of heavy duty staples. So far, it’s holding up. Both cats have investigated it, Podrick has given it a few scratches.
After dinner, we watched wrestling, because it’s mindless entertainment. We both enjoy reading the play-by-play commentary on Reddit while it’s on. I eventually pulled the Switch out of its home and played Balatro while the men beat each other senseless.
Today, Shawshank goes back to work. I have to shoot a video this afternoon, and I expect it will be completely awful because he wants me to talk dirty and I’m bad at that- so. fucking. awkward. Plus, he paid for 10 minutes, which means a decent sized video file that I’ll probably have to clear space to record. I’ll spend the rest of the afternoon babysitting my phone while it uploads. Once that’s uploaded, I’ll hop on TikTok for a little while, or I could stop being a chickenshit and stream on Fansly.
