Hello, it’s Humpday. So far, the day looks mostly clear and may even expand into the territory of “sunny”. Additionally, like the wind may have stopped with the bullshit. The sun is rising much earlier these days; Shawshank mentioned closing the bedroom drapes as well as the blinds. The first time I woke up enough to look, the clock said it was around 3:30am. Fortunately, I was able to doze for most of the morning after. I only started to play with my phone just before the alarm was set to go off.
Shawshank‘s arms are about ready to fall off. He handled the morning stuff at work, which culminated in a delivery of two couches just before lunch. We ate our lunches on the couch while watching my “Hero’s Path” replay on Breath of The Wild, and followed that up by watching his replay.
I spent most of the day shooting spicy content. Since I’m no longer devoting an insane amount of my day to murderers, I’m trying to get back into the swing of things. I started the day with a live stream from the shower. Watching the archived stream is like watching scrambled Skinamax; I’d like to sell it, but it’s not worth the $5+ I’d sell it for.
I took some time in the morning to figure out how to mirror my phone’s screen to my Chromebook. When combined with the butt-selfie remote, it was sort of helpful in taking pics with the phone’s rear facing camera. I still need to remember that I can move the laptop around for optimal viewing while posing. Shawshank quietly zipped into the bedroom once while I was in there, averting his eyes and apologizing profusely for interrupting my smut production.
This morning, I’m going to assume my human form and do human things. Shawshank‘s boss is back from vacation, so his day is going to be busier than he’d like. My only set plan is an afternoon bath, because it’s been a while since I’ve had a nice, hot soak.
Bath time! Excellent! Clean smutgoblin!