[Current Mood | blah ]

[Listening To | sports new ]

Good morning, world. It’s time to wake up. The sun is not out, it’s not warm, and society is collapsing around us on all sides.

I managed to get online without anywhere near the trouble I had on Tuesday afternoon. Once I plugged everything in, it all worked, on the first try, with no extra fucking about needed. My new bedroom setup is still working well for me, but like anything, there is always something I can tweak.

I didn’t tweak much yesterday, only fucking with my stream’s tip “goals”. Usually, I run with two goals:

• shake that ass
• show tits (5mins)

When both goals are met, it restarts from the beginning. After giving it a little thought, I decided to adjust the tip goal amount and ditch the titty-timer. My tits are already out there on my promo social media, the timer is pointless if anyone wants to make the effort to search. Meeting both goals is roughly the same amount as subscribing to one of my Fansly’s lower tiers. I changed things up a little, changing the goals to:

• shake that ass
• show tits
• shake that ass

This time, when the last goal was met, it just restarted the last goal. It worked pretty well last night, and I made some money to make up for Tuesday. I know I’d probably make more if I just started topless – I’d almost certainly have a better ranking – but for whatever reason, that makes me hella nervous.

Today, I’m going to wash my hair, set it in the rollers again, then upload and schedule some Fansly shit. When all the work is done, I can play “Witcher 3“.

[Current Mood | drained ]

It’s hump day, y’all, and there’s white shit on the ground outside. I woke up before the sun was up, stretched, waking up the furry lump sleeping next to my feet. Podrick padded up my chest for his first snuggle of the day.

I had a shitty cam shift. First, my hair turned out fucking fabulous, which pissed me off because it would have looked amazing with a clown look, which I hadn’t done. Then I couldn’t decide what I wanted to wear. I looked fabulous in just Shawshank‘s robe while setting up, but that look wouldn’t show near enough skin to get traffic in a stream. I spent some time trying to figure out the best way to deal with my cords. We took some power bars from Shady Acres, eliminating my need to move one from the living room to the bedroom for work. It’s plugged into a big ol’ orange extension cord, which runs under/around the bed and over to my workspace. Any time I try to change things a little, I get annoyed, so naturally, I was in a snit by the time I was ready to stream …

… which took a while to do, because none of my shit was working properly. OBS was spitting out plugin errors, then it lost my camera, my control deck lost macros, I deactivated shit I didn’t need to because the OBS errors looked dire but aren’t, macros and plugins mysteriously disappeared, then reappeared, and Windows wanted an update. I managed to get online 20 minutes late, and spent a fuckload of time talking to myself.

On top of that, Podrick was a shithead all night. I kept hearing noises from the common areas while I was streaming, and he didn’t let up until we were in bed.

I hope today is better. My hair looks insane, so I might do clown stuff today.

Good morning, y’all. It’s Tuesday, but the forecast claims we’ll see the first flakes of the season later today. Podrick woke me up to cuddle, stretching out beside me, pressing his head into my jaw, and kneading my pillow.

We had a nice day off yesterday. Shawshank made brunch for us, and I had my favorite: a plain bagel, toasted, sandwiching two slices of cheddar and some bacon. Once everything was cleaned up, he played Tropico. While el Presidente build up a tourist island, I put my hair in curlers and spent much of the afternoon reworking a bunch of my overlays in OBS. I have three main overlay areas, and they were all added at different times and do different things. The watermark came first, with one style graphic. There are two other “status” graphics that I use depending on what’s happening in the stream, which looked similar to each other, but were very different from the watermark. I wanted everything to match.

Most of the overlays are just HTML sources added to the scene in OBS, so it was a matter of making all the CSS match. At that point, my watermark looked very out of place, so I swapped it for one that matched. The old status graphics clashed with everything new, so I changed those as well. The main scene looks great…. but my BRB scene was still in the old style. I remade my BRB screen, and now everything – EVERYTHING – matches. The more I learn about what I can do with OBS, Advanced Scene Switcher, and my little control deck, the more I want a deck with more buttons.

We’ve got another full week ahead of us. I need to make some money, so I’ll be back on The Bean tonight.

[Current Mood | brain fog ]

[Listening To | news ]

Good morning, y’all! It’s a bright, sunny start to the new week. My internal calendar is utterly fired this week, and it being Monday was a bit of a shock. Mentally, I’m still on Sunday, with my brain refusing to believe Shawshank hasn’t already had two days off.

Sunday was nice. Shawshank played “Tropico” for most of the morning. I made a robot generate new CSS for me, helped move things so Shawshank could vacuum, and surfed Reddit for a while. I bounce between current events, pop culture news, and NSFW creator/camgirl shit. The hoes are being dumb again, not a week goes by where I’m not absolutely baffled by the depths of their stupidity. There are a lot of people who are legitimately just so fucking dumb that I worry for them.

• I just turned 18 and this is my dream! Where do I start? Research, and maybe ask yourself why this is your dream.
• I’m a 21M just opened my Onlyfans and I want to collab with older women [insert pic of the most average frat bro ever] can someone help? Bruh. Bruh.
• I just discovered all of my content has been leaked, what do I do? – inevitably followed by at least 20+ comments about how to find leaks, because they literally do not know how to search for anything on the internet.

I wanted to start playing “The Witcher 3” again. It’s been a while, and I needed to download all the DLC again, so I played some Balatro instead.

We invited Shawshank‘s mom over for dinner last night, since her birthday is this week. She walked over in her slippers, apologizing to Pod for forgetting to bring a toy for him. Shawshank made a roast and some potatoes, and we watched the original pilot to “Dynasty” while enjoying a nice dinner. We had some cheesecake for dessert, and sent his mom home with all the leftovers.

Today is another day off. I think I’m going to wash my hair and put it in rollers.

[Current Mood | unbothered era ]

It’s Sunday, y’all. The winds have died down and the clouds have blown out, leaving clear skies and colder temps. It’s comfy sleeping weather, in my opinion.

I had a shitty shift yesterday. I stuck it out for a full shift, because I wanted to get online and maintain some sort of schedule. Mostly, I like doing something that’s not based on the couch. If I start fucking around, organizing shit or cleaning or clearing things out, I end up biting off more than I can chew and frustrated I can’t do what I want.

Last night was also the first time I’ve been in an ad while streaming.

I was doing my shit like normal, when I saw I suddenly had 49 viewers. Then 60-something. And it just kept going up.

Honestly, it freaked me out for a hot minute. I peaked at a little under 300 viewers, and I can confidently say they did absolutely jack shit to boost my place in the algorithm.

We have the next couple of days off. We’re hosting dinner tonight, and Shawshank‘s cooking a roast. I should put some clothes on.