[Current Mood | okay ]

[Listening To | tv ]

Good morning, world. The new week has started, and I’m up and on the couch once again. I heard/felt Shawshank get out of bed before the sun was up, went back to sleep, then felt him climb up to kiss me goodbye before he left for work. Podrick made sure to check on me several times after Shawshank was gone. Even Pippin got into it, and cuddled with me for a couple of minutes.

We worked our butts off yesterday. Shawshank made lunch for us, then we headed across town to Shady Acres to clear some shit out. We made a lot of progress in the basement. His parents have the same problem I had when I was cleaning the house in Rhode Island: forgotten totes that were packed in one city, moved, and never unpacked. In a lot of cases, it’s unclear which city things were originally packed in. Every time we find something – another piece of tech, another collectible jacket – his mother gets angrier. We were already in the basement when she got over yesterday.

“We’re downstairs! We found more knives!” Shawshank yelled up to her.

“Oh, what the fuck“, she replied, exasperated.

Some of the knives were from Shawshank‘s younger mallninja days. He took a couple that were meaningful to him. I grabbed two tins of playing cards and a hockey jersey. Later, one of my father-in-law’s friends met up with Shawshank in the Shady Acres garage, to get first dibs on tools and a truck (also full of tools). He poked through things, made Shawshank an offer on some stuff, promised to think about the truck, and shook on things. He took some stuff right then, and will have an answer about the truck when he pays and gets the rest a little later.

Shawshank is working this morning, and we’re going out to Slightly BiggerTown for groceries when he is off. I’m desperate for hair dye that’s not blue.

[Current Mood | unbothered era ]

[Listening To | Shawshank playing Tropico 6 ]

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.

[Current Mood | accomplished ]

The front yard is full of sparrows, and Podrick is watching them with great interest. We also woke up to sunshine again, and the forecast says today should be very nice. I let Shawshank sleep.

Last night’s shift wasn’t awful, but definitely could’ve been better. I’ve gotten used to my new setup, with my slightly repositioned “desk”. In an effort to focus more on looking into the camera more, I added one more little tweak to things: rearranging the program windows. Usually, the screen is split between the Chaturbate chat (left) and OBS (right), and my cell is hovering a bit over the top of the screen (upper left). Yesterday, I swapped the windows so OBS is right under the camera because I’ve realized that it looks a little more natural to flick my eyes down to look at OBS rather than over to the side. I’m still adjusting to it, but it’s only been a day. I’m going to tweak the position of the cam itself today, and see if I can get it to look good. If I ever start making enough, I want to upgrade to an OBSBot cam, which will have some zoom options (on top of being a better overall camera)¹.

When I logged out, I did the one last thing I wanted to do with this new spreadsheet tracker, which was to deal with generating the graphs. With the info the API-slurpers are sucking in, I can generate a timeline of events in chat (follows/unfollows, room title changes, tips, etc). Last night, I added graphs that plot viewers and rank over the course of my stream. In its current form, I can click on any point on the graph and see a list of events that happened “around” that point, from 15 minutes before to 5 minutes after that point. Even though I only have about four days of “full” info, I was able to see two hashtags that definitely weren’t doing me any favors. Every time the graph plummeted, I could see exactly what hashtags were being used in my room’s title. I took two of them out, and we’ll see whether my graphs start to smooth out a bit.

Today is the last shift of the week for both of us, then we get a day off. I have the curlers heating up, and I’ll get on the bean in the afternoon, after I’ve smoked up a personality.

1. Or, hear me out, I could just flip the phone around and use the back camera. ↩︎

[Current Mood | amused ]

[Listening To | sounds of the morning ]

Good morning, world. Looks like sunshine’s back on the menu. I’ll take it while we can. Podrick was a very good boy this morning, and actually slept between us for almost an hour this morning. I was up a few times, usually when Shawshank got up.

Last night’s shift was ok. I streamed for a couple of hours, took a quick dinner break, then went back to work for a few more. The dudes were typical. My “shift” seems to straddle the evening commute in the US and late night across the pond, and I’m trying to stay online later before it’s better traffic for me. I’m pretty sure my awkward international harem now includes a German guy. I’ve made a list of commands, commands, and encouragement in different languages, and I am absolutely going to screw them up. It’s going to be great.

I logged off an hour before Shawshank‘s shift ended, giving me plenty of time to reset the bedroom before he came home. There was even enough time for me to hop in the shower.

Two more nights. Halloween’s almost here, maybe I should start dressing up a little or something.

1. I’m not kidding, this was in a CBT we took. ↩︎

Good morning, world. Yesterday’s short-lived sunshine has moved on out and the clouds have rolled back in. It was a hard sleep, a little too warm, a little too uncomfy. Podrick snuggled.

I had another shitty shift. I only made a little more money than Tuesday – emphasis on little – but I stuck it out for a few hours. I logged out after 3+ hours, and took a break for dinner. I’d left things set up to go back to, but decided to clean up instead. I wasn’t getting much paying traffic, and whatever progress I might’ve made up the ranks by that point would have been lost when I logged out. I watched a beautiful sunset while I broke down my set. I smoked the last of the nug I’d ground before my shift, then sat on the couch for a while, did some things, and then took a hot shower.