It's truly my dream. I found a place on Reddit about a year ago called ASMRScriptHaven, and since then, I have been using these writers' scripts to act out their characters. The ASMR part is not necessarily set in stone, it can just be a roleplay for fun, but I imagine in any case this is how listeners decompress.

It's a real pleasure. I like bringing characters, whether you can see them or not, to life. Maybe it'll open a door for me one day to work in the animation industry as a VA. But I'm happy where I'm at, especially if I can get some coin, which hey it's why I'm doing this.

If I had no shot of getting paid then I don't know if I'd still do it. I think I'd just rope honestly because I'm too much of a mentally fucked autist to work around people. I'm not sad typing this. I'm actually in a pretty good mood, but yeah that's just fact.

Let's be real you can't eat passion.

I'm so fortunate to even have a chance where I'm at. I love interacting with people safely on the other side of my screen. I love just getting to do something without all the social prerequisites to even step into doing it.

You got a mic and a computer? Can you speak? Don't mind editing where you slip up? You can do it. Hell you don't need a mic or computer even if you have a phone. I got lucky with my bougie set up here for all the excellent sound quality that a Yeti mic and Audacity can produce.

There's no way I can screw this up other than my signature degenerate laziness holding me back once again.

I have this table on my desk that I've drawn out to keep myself at it. The rule is that every time I fail to upload a literal X amount of times measured in points, I have to choose a punishment for myself, like taking a cold shower or running the whole neighborhood until I want to die.

If I get above X points, I buy myself something I want. Sadly I'm not getting paid in Good Boy points and I still have to earn the funds to keep this system afloat, but I'm managing with the typical pittance I get from eBay sales and mobile games.

Basically I'm done with myself and I'm holding my feet to the fire to upload regularly. Is it a New Year's resolution? Not really. I've just had a mindset change recently, motivated by the usual desires.

I saw this table on YouTube. The guy called it a dopamine calendar. I call it my table of treats and punishment.

I just saw this woman selling her paintings on canvas on eBay for a hundred dollars.

You know what I need? An easel. And canvas board. And brushes and paint and a knife for scraping paint and a pallet.

My niece is an incredible artist. Sadly she wages to survive and has not attempted to profit off of her art, but I know if she shared her stuff on Instagram she would get famous.

Like she is actually talented. I have some skill and painting is something I enjoy, so if I could sell a few canvases here and there that would be awesome.

I think I may prefer it over drawing. My handwriting has always been literally worse than a five year old even into adulthood so I don't draw the best pencil lines, but get me with a brush and I'm not a bad painter.

When I was very young I watched Bob Ross on PBS. I liked his voice. I thought then and even now that those brush strokes making something so real appear is the closest thing to magic that you could possibly get.