Look at that Sunday
unbothered era ]
WP Prompt of the Day: If you could go back in time and give your younger self advice, what would it be?
Don’t take French. In fact, don’t take a language. Do what you want.
Hello, world. It’s another morning, and we’re up. Podrick did things that woke up Shawshank. It wasn’t a bad night, otherwise. I woke up a few times, but that’s normal. I’m not dying overnight, so I’ll accept the random moments of consciousness, or a cat paw to the neck.
Last night’s Chaturbate stream went ok, better than the rest of the week, to be honest. For the most part, my chat wasn’t completely dead. I had a couple of good tippers in my room, and made a little money.
A year ago, if you asked what I was doing thinking I could stream, I might’ve said “I’m just another bored milf in her bedroom”. Mommy domming was definitely not something on my 2026 bingo card. Or any bingo card, for that matter. I’m having a fucking blast. Lately, it seems like I have about one person a week who will say, you’re really enjoying this, aren’t you? Dude, you have no idea.
We’re going over to Shady Acres today to do some sorting, then dinner at the wee flat later tonight. Most of the big house has been emptied at this point, Shawshank‘s mom has moved almost all of her things over to the new place by now. Today we’re dealing with his dad’s clothes and maybe some tools.
