Good morning, world. It’s Friday, day 3 of the uberchill up here in Sasksweatythong. We’re supposed to see things warm up to just freezing this weekend. On the plus side, it’s just as fucking freezing in RI. I made sure to welcome BossRPh and DayTech to the tundra temps.
I’ve decided I’m just awake early. I seem to have cracked the code and figured out a mostly comfortable combination of bedding and clothing. I’m no longer waking up feeling like I’m baking under the blankets, I’m just awake. Reading over my archived posts from last year, it looks like staying awake for 36 hours during my flight out of Canada kicked off all this shit. At the same time, I’m pretty much positive I’m probably reading too much into it, and just don’t want to accept the fact that my body sucks and hates me.
After not even a week, I reset my spicy content to the free/PPV model. I looked at my account’s stats since making the switch last week. Everything was trending steadily downward – everything. I generally hover at around ~40 hits to my profile on any given day, and that dropped to pretty much zero. People that had purchased multiple PPV content packages let their free subscription expire, unwilling to pay for all-access monthly subscriptions at half that. I changed it to free access, made a post on Twitter, and immediately made $7.
Today is date night. Shawshank‘s working, but it’s not a super busy job, and I’m sure he’ll spend most of the afternoon watching Critical Role and playing solitaire. I’m probably going to try to edit some pics, handle some account maintenance, then maybe do some selfcare and do painty shit or play with the Switch for a bit. We’re going out to the farm tomorrow to fix my truck, so solo-selfcare is probably the best course of action today.
