Good morning, friends. It’s a quiet morning at home. A chickadee is hanging around the front window, taunting Podrick. Pippin is on the table in the back, probably curled into a perfect loaf. Shawshank is working today. I remember waking up before his alarm went off, when Pod walked up my body for cuddles. When he left, I reset what I was listening to, and promptly fell asleep again.

Shawshank had yesterday off. We used the morning to drive out to Slightly BiggerTown and do the bi-weekly shopping. The drive started out cloudy, but the skies cleared up pretty quickly and it turned into a very nice day. Harvest is starting, and there were a lot of cows enjoying the last of summer. We battled some road construction in Slightly BiggerTown, eventually grabbed groceries, then made our way over to the dispo. I grabbed a bag of herb that will last for the next month or so. Shawshank bought a vape cart and talked about edibles with the budtender, happily picking up a bag of sugar free gummies for his mom. We stopped for lunch, drove home, and became sloths.

Since he’s working this morning, I’m going to do my Saturday #GRWM on TikTok. Later, we’re going up to the secondhand shop, because my keen sense of home decor said You know what The Flat needs? A big portrait of THE FECKING QUEEN.

[Current Mood | amused ]

[Listening To | mistrials ]

Good morning, world. We’ve made it to Friday, and it’s a lovely fucking morning out there.

I had a good shift. The room was hopping, I was in a good mood.

I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but I’m at least a B-level goddess at this point.

I streamed for 3+ hours, logging out when I started to worry my growling stomach might be heard on the mic. I fed the cats, fed me, then fired up the PS2 tonight, starting a game of “Baldur’s Gate: Dark Alliance“.

We have today off, and we’re going to drive out to Slightly BiggerTown for groceries and stuff. Sadly, the secondhand shop is closed today. We’ll be back home in the afternoon with lunch, and fill the afternoon with video games and sloth shit.

[Current Mood | unbothered era ]

[Listening To | the shower is on and I think I should go wash myself ]

Good morning, world. Another gray morning in TinyTown. We’re up. Podrick has been an utter dipshit all morning.

I had another decent day on stream. I’d set shit up pretty quickly, but had trouble figuring out what to wear. First, the two pink items I wanted to wear didn’t match. Then, I couldn’t decide which of the pink things I wanted to remove. After a bit of messing about, I took off both, and changed everything. Between the clothing debates, I weighed my connection options: data or cable? I went with cable, saving the rest of this week’s data for tonight’s stream.

I’m starting to figure out what I want to do for Halloween. I don’t know why I bother, honestly. Last year I spent $50 on costume and stuff, and probably made about $6 that night. Granted, I had only started streaming a couple of weeks earlier and didn’t have much of a “show”, nor could I wear the entire costume because I’d have violated the TOS. I’d like to think I’ll make more this year.

After I logged out for the night, I made a sandwich and played some “Prince of Persia” for an hour or so. I managed to get past the part I was struggling with the other day, and made a little more progress. I made it to my next save point, then switched back to Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 for a little while. Shawshank was coming home, and I wanted something that wasn’t going to frustrate me as much.

I expect tonight’s shift will be a repeat of yesterday’s. I’ve been wearing my glasses while I stream, and they really like that. I’ll be on the speedy connection tonight, and I’ll wear something revealing.

[Current Mood | feral ]

Hello, world. The morning is here, loading up another Wednesday. The Southeast Saskatchewan Corvid Battalion has dropped in for a squawk, and the day looks nice so far.

We had a very slothy Tuesday. Shawshank started a load of laundry and pulled all the stuff out of the TV stand and one of its drawers. Once everything was out, he got busy sorting through the box of cables and consoles and controllers. Thankfully, nearly everything we needed was in the box. Within an hour or so, he’d fished cables through holes, connected all the consoles to a large Radio Shack hub, and nicely organized the drawer.

Since we didn’t have a power bar for all the cords, we couldn’t test anything immediately. Shawshank popped the Switch on and played Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 until the secondhand shop opened up in the afternoon. We drove up to look for a power bar. When it became clear we weren’t going to find one, he texted his mom to ask if he could steal one from the basement pile. I found a few decks of cards for my stash, and a shirt. We also found some framed native art from a gallery in the same city Shawshank grew up in, and joked it probably came in with one of the boxes we donated after the town yard sale. His mom had no recollection of it, but we found a print from the same artist in our house. I’d taken it out of the yard sale wares while we were setting up, keeping it for myself. He grabbed some nails when he picked up the power bar. Now, in addition to the consoles in the cubby, we have artwork on the walls.

We’re back to work today. I’m in the mood to look cute today, but who knows how that will work out. Cute or not, I’m going to leave someone hurting.

Hello, world. Happy morning. Happy September. We’re up and caffeine-maxxing. The last two days of overcast skies and wind have passed, the sun is out. The crows are back in the yard.

I had a good Monday. Pippin was super needy and snuggly, so I showed her some love while setting up the bedroom. We cuddled on the bed for about 15 minutes, until I decided I needed to absolutely finish up and log in. Shawshank has Friday off, giving me a li’l extra data to play with for the week, so I streamed on the good connection. I still throttle my output, but it’s definitely better than the house internet. I took a quick break and hour in, smoked my face off, then got back online. It wasn’t a bad night. The goons love a tight tank top.

I logged out, microwaved myself some dinner, then played some “Fable” until Shawshank came home. I’m not doing well.

We have today off. Shawshank says it’s laundry day, meaning I need to put on real clothes. We’ll be dealing with the new console collection as well. We plan to clear out the entertainment center’s drawers and fill them with the “new” games and controllers. The secondhand shop is open in the afternoon, and we’ll head out to check out their game selection later.

I hear a cat in one of the game boxes right now.