Good morning, world. It’s a sunny Sunday morning. I know it’s Sunday, because Dateline is on the TV. The cats are soaking up the sunshine from the window and doorway. I was up a bunch last night, mostly due to my body screaming WE DON’T LIKE THIS TEMP, no matter what temp it was. Am I going to have to sleep with a single quilt and my regular clothes on and pretend it’s just a long nap?
Shawshank worked yesterday morning, so I put on clothes, did my makeup, and streamed on TikTok. I’ve decided Saturday mornings are pretty good. There’s always a crowd, half of them are gooning over my bare feet, all and they love to chat. Even if they don’t tip, a bunch of them will eventually land in the smut funnel.
I played Balatro and Skyrim for the afternoon. After a few tries, I managed a win on Balatro (easier when you have 10 jokers), before switching games at lunchtime. I tried out a new spell in Skyrim, which pissed off my Lydia. She left me, forcing me to reload a save and bring her back. But…. I really wanted to try it out. We hiked up to a mountain top, where I found a cave. I asked her to wait at the entrance, and went in on my own.
I mean, it worked, but how often will I remember to sit Lydia outside a cave just so I can chain lightning through a crypt? We’ll give it another shot later.
After dinner, it was time for wrestling. I’m not as big a fan of NXT shows as the WWE, so I don’t devote a whole lot of my attention to it. I find the men’s roster boring, aside from a few who have fleshed out their personas. I feel like a lot of the women have personas that would have been stellar 20+ years ago: lingerie-clad blondes that look like they could double as local news anchors on Sinclair networks.
Shawshank is working all day today. I’ll stream on TikTok in the morning, probably just a makeup stream, then switch over to a smut-stream for the afternoon. It’ll be daylight, so I don’t expect it to be as exciting as black light night was. Maybe I’ll slap a blonde wig on and see what sort of reactions I can get with that.
