Morning, y’all. It’s Friday. That means nothing, these days, all the days bleed together when your work schedule doesn’t have a weekend anymore. I went to bed, I woke up, Podrick causes issues, I try to make everyone happy and fail. At least the sunrise was nice.
It was a slow shift on Chaturbate last night. I logged in around 2pm and it was just quiet. It picked up a little towards the end of the night, with a bunch of people in chat. My new black nighty wasn’t as popular as the light blue one, and I’ll have to keep that in mind with new purchases. I had my first taste of standing my ground with a tipper, and I hit a milestone:
I’m going to have to find some new material to read out loud, as that seemed to give my room a focus. “Vox” was good, because it was short and quippy. I have “Venus in Furs” and “Lady Chatterly’s Lover” on deck, both of which are the complete opposite of “Vox“. I’m still debating whether or not to read the Sleeping Beauty series; it opens with a rape before treating everything after that as questionably consensual.
We’ll see what tonight holds. Fridays are reliably steady for me, and I think with something cute on, I might have a chance to make some nice grocery money. Maybe even Christmas money.
