I need to keep telling myself that today is not Friday. For whatever reason, my brain has spent the last two days telling me Shawshank has Friday off. Since he has today off, it must be Friday. Nay! Shawshank doesn’t have Friday off this week- a fact I remind myself of every time my brain tells me otherwise. He has Thursday off this week. He’s home today.
Knowing I have to feed the internet’s insatiable need to watch my weird porn, I took the chance to make some extra content yesterday. I set up everything in the bedroom, brought in a bong, and hoped for the best. By dinner time, I’d sent ✨stuff✨ out via DM to my Onlyfans boys. That same ✨stuff✨ is uploading to Fansly right now.
After dinner, I loaded up TikTok and streamed while I played Balatro. I decided I didn’t want to be annoyed last night, least of all by a card game, so I stuck to low stakes. I won three games. The stream’s chat was pretty quiet, probably because I added all the foot-related words to the filter. The Foot Clan needs to silently worship now.
Since Shawshank is home today, we’re doing laundry. I’m going to put on clean underwear.
