<geek> chicky · blog </geek>

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be prepared

[Listening To | rain and some shit about Napa valley failing (someone call the waaaaambulance) ]

Good morning, world. It’s Monday, prepare yourself for the new week.

I ran another bullshit #GRWM on TikTok yesterday morning. About 10 minutes into it, I realized I’ve started doing the same nonstop yapping I do on Chaturbate. I guess it makes sense; if I’m not putting on makeup, my TikTok streams were usually me trash talking Skyrim NPCs. I’ve just learned to fill the void better. Or worse, depending on what you think about the topics of my yapping.

After TikTok, I had lunch, then set up the bedroom and got onto the bean. It wasn’t too bad, the chat was steady enough that I wasn’t chomping at the bit to take breaks. I didn’t make a lot, but I made something. Anything is better than nothing. I planned to stay online for longer than I did, but my phone blasted a tornado alert. While I debated staying on for longer, Shawshank sent me a pic of the funnel clouds forming just outside of town. I opted to shut down instead, bringing the cats into the bedroom with me.

Once I’d reset the bedroom – 3 tornado alerts later – I ran outside to move my sunflowers closer to the house. I smoked a bowl and told Shawshank I was handling the warnings “Florida style”, then loaded up “Fable” and played until he came home from work.

We’re working tonight as well. According to the forecast, we can expect more rain and wind today. I’m going to phase into my hawt bitch form and see if I can make anything tonight. Tomorrow is our day off.

it rumbles

[Current Mood | unbothered era unbothered era ]
[Listening To | Bill Nye talking space ]

Good morning, foggy world.

I hopped on TikTok to put on makeup, the standard #GRWM bullshit. I don’t think I made any coins… probably not. TikTok has changed so much about their live stream system and its payment tiers that I stopped caring last year. Then I grabbed the largest controller I’ve held in 20+ years, popped a CD in the Xbox, and played about 2 hours worth of “Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones”. PrincePop is currently stuck, right where I logged out. Shawshank came home from work and started playing Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 on the Switch, but couldn’t concentrate on it. He handed me the Xbox controller and I started “Fable: The Lost Chapters“.

A little while later, when his attention span was better, Shawshank propped the Switch up on its little leg and built some parks.

And that’s how it went until dinner.

Today will be similar. He’s working the whole day. I’m going to set up most of the bedroom, put my hair in curlers, and do another TikTok stream. Once I’m in human form, I’ll log in to Chaturbate and see how I can finish the month.

no reason

[Current Mood | adhd tornado adhd tornado ]

Good morning, world. The cats and I are up and about. Pippin is slinking around the house, Podrick is in a doorway, and I’m listening to the extra loud cricket that’s screaming outside. I woke up early, checked the clock and made sure Shawshank was up. He wasn’t in bed, so I stretched out like the starfish I was born to be, reset my sounds, and went back to sleep. Now I’m up, thinking I should make another coffee. Podrick, needing to be the main character at all times, just threw up.

My Friday went ok. I was ready to go online about half an hour earlier than I’ve been managing lately, which was good. Unfortunately, I think I picked the wrong outfit, because my traffic sucked. Shit was slow, y’all.

Since Shawshank will be home around lunchtime, I’m taking today off. I’m going to smoke, put the vape on the charger, pop onto TikTok for a little bit while I do makeup for no reason, listen to my music, and maybe start “Fable“.

Imma make a man cry.

[Listening To | the collapse of everything ]

Good morning, world. Things are gray here in TinyTown, with overcast skies and drizzle. And thunder. Podrick had a “good boy” morning, and let everyone sleep in today.

The day off was nice. We only had one item on the agenda for the day, and that was a drive over to Shady Acres to move things out of the basement. There’s a few larger items down there that we’re leaving alone for the time being, but we took a bunch of boxes of things out and loaded them into the truck.

By the time we finished loading up, it was lunch time. We hit up a free cookout on the way home, put on by a cable company upgrading the lines in town, promoting new deals. The deals looked good – so much faster than what we currently have, for sure – but I think we’re locked in to the plan we have. We left the cookout and hit up a food truck visiting town as well, the free lunch turned into a $30 lunch, and Shawshank bought me my first Beavertail for dessert.

Shawshank fired up Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 and I sat down to poke through the camera bag. It’s a lovely camera, but it’s a proper camera. I’m used to one lens: no fuss, pop off the lens cap, autofocus, and snap. The Canon (an Eos Rebel T3) is/was a grownup camera. I feel inadequate. I experimented with it a little, snapping a bunch of terrible pics outside with it, and some pics of the cats. I’d post them as well, but we don’t have anything that can accept that memory card.

It’s Friday, and another work night. We’ll start with a shower, then figure out shit out for the rest of the morning.

is this my niche?🫴🦋

[Current Mood | amused amused ]
[Listening To | closing arguments ]

Good morning, Thursday. It’s another day. I let Shawshank sleep this morning, since Podrick didn’t. Shawshank put an arm around me, and Podrick promptly laid on it.

Sir, this is a Wendy’s.

I had another night in the bean. One of the now-regular broke guys complained he can only find me if he uses a VPN, claiming I’m restricting everyone outside of North America. I have a few countries blocked, but definitely not everything outside of North America. In fact, I checked my settings this morning and I have less than I thought blocked.

Whatever vibe I was putting out last night brought me a lot of submissive dudes, much to my surprise and amusement. I’m not a domme by any means, but I guess my attitude brought in some new clientele who really liked the cut of my jib. One wanted something I don’t offer – SPH (small penis humiliation) – which I don’t have on the menu. As a child of the 90’s, my brain refuses to let go of the lyrics of Gillette’s “Short Dick Man”, and it takes work to not use them. Another reason is I’m a terrible actress, and being convincingly mean “for fun” isn’t really in my skill set.

But, I improvised some off the cuff SPH within my regular JOI stuff, and the dude loved it.

We have today off. We’re going to get dressed and go out to Shady Acres to move some boxes, and Shawshank‘s going to build some coasters.