Hello, world. It’s snowing again. Can you feel my excitement? The snow is the icing on a morning filled with a very energetic Podrick. And it just keeps getting better.
I had a decent shift last night, picking up $80 in the first two hours. I took a break to reboot all the systems, and feed the cats. The second shift was slower, but I stayed around for another hour. I’m sitting cross-legged or kneeling most of the time I stream, and everything was getting uncomfy by that point. Since I’d already made some ok (for me) money, I opted to do a shorter shift last night. Shawshank‘s schedule is blessing me with 5 straight days this week, and I know from previous weeks that my body is gonna hate me by the end of the week if I don’t listen to it at the beginning.
I logged out, excited at the prospect of the dinner I’d been thinking about for a couple of hours: liverwurst on toast, with some cheese and mayo. The toaster incinerated my last two proper slices of bread. I threw the carb cremains out the back door while eating the slice of cheese, then tried again (without the toaster).
It’s Wednesday, my dudes.
