0:00 ‘Hello’ NO HAI GUISE?!!? Already I’m thrown for a loop.
0:06 Tongue-smacking and stupid lilt going on with her speaking already as she talks about how the lighting is a bit better. Yes, it highlights those dark as fuck beetus knuckles and the dark circles under your eyes. And the shirt? OMFG the shirt is hilarious. It’ looks like a fucking blob of playdoh was plopped onto a lump of blue fabric. There is no neck. There. Is. No. Neck.
0:13 Goes on to explain how she moved her vanity/desk in front of the window. Where there’s actual natural light.
0:35 Talks about how she wants another place to put all of her makeup (HOLY FUCK WILL YOU STOP HOARDING SHIT) once this whole ‘stay at your house’ thing ends. It’s called a quarantine, honey, and don’t pretend like it’s actually impacted your life in much of any way. You stayed at home nearly all of last year when you were solidly housebound. Dummy, you think we’d forget?
0:47 Doesn’t want to order things because she’s afraid to touch things. Because she’s afraid of getting sick. Because she’s a stupid cuntburger who can’t figure out that washing her hands will keep her from getting sick. But then again, I suppose when you’re so adverse to common human hygiene that you DON’T WASH YOUR HAIR FOR 2 MONTHS (still retching thinking of that) that washing your hands is an entirely foreign concept.
1:10 Oh, poor baby can’t do what she was planning (smearing makeup all over her blob-face) because she doesn’t have it? She left her main makeup at someone else’s house? What, D&D’s? Or your bedroom, and it’s too hard to get it while your fat ass is parked in another room?
1:45 Won’t ‘go in contact with anyone who doesn’t live in this house’. Dummy. There are guidelines. You could follow them.
2:12 Whines about how her life has changed. Becky has more reason to be a simpering fool, because she has to limit her time with her mother and she’s only really getting away from AL to get her mom to her appointments.
2:28 AL blabbers about how she won’t do her makeup without having her face product or some shit. I dunno. She claims she’d break out hard-core if she did it. You know… there’s this magical thing called soap. You use it when you wash. It removes things like makeup. This can prevent you from breaking out. Novel concept, I know!!! It’s right up there with showering and washing your hands! Holy fucksticks!
2:37 Oh. Wait. She’s talking about foundation. Huh. So… she’d break out from smearing other shit on her face without foundation there? What? Is that a thing? Press ‘x’ to doubt.
2:39 Professes her sleeping schedule is better, that she feels more energized, and she now threatens us with a future makeup video. Ugh.
3:02 Sudden jump-cut to a horrid angle. Like I’m watching Battlefield Earth, only it’s not as entertaining. She blathers about how she’s going to her doctor appointment. Going to talk to her about her eye because it’s twitching for a month+ now. Her body feels like it’s buzzing, apparently.
4:00 Comments that her hair is crazy. I want to beat her into a coma with a fucking thesaurus. WRITERLYNN, EXPAND YOUR VOCABULARY.
4:01 Sorry for that last tangent. She then says she’s going to talk to her doc about the Vitamin D thing. Reveals that she’s read the comments about buying vitamin D over the counter, and says ‘it’s not enough!’ Because, we must remember, AL has the brilliance of a garden slug and can’t figure out simple mathematics in order to calculate how many pills to take for her ‘prescribed’ amount. Except she’s a walking calculator or some shit and can instantly tell how many calories are in a dish by looking at it. I vaguely remember those claims.
4:15 Says ‘that was really good advice, but the kind that I need is much higher dosage.’ You know what else you can do, AL, is you can step out into the sun. That brilliant sun that was outside of the window you pulled your vanity/desk in front of. That’d be excellent.
5:00 Says that her stress levels have lessened - But I thought you were religiously reading about COVID-19 and panicking and having random crying fits about people dying?
5:10 Oh ugh. First meal, and it’s leftovers. It’s that macaroni sausage broccoli shit. A HUGE bowl of it, especially when seen next to her laptop. Holy shitballs. That is far larger than the standard cereal bowl - that is a medium-sized serving bowl. Wowzers. So, remember how I said that shit was 900+ calories the other day? I’d estimate this to be about the same. Her splitting that shit into two containers the day before was a damned lah - this looks like the contents of both of those glass storage containers. We’ll see if she proves me wrong and eats the rest of it on another day.
5:29 Threatens us with more eat with me videos.
5:40 Going to make a list of things she wants to do in a day. Like in one of your billions of empty journals?
5:51 Feels like the days are just running together and she doesn’t know what day it is half of the time… BUT WAIT!! Didn’t you just cuntily correct people over on your Instagram for stating that you did Ask Me Things every damned day of the week? “No I oNlY dId ThEm FoR 6 DaYs ThIs WeEk!” PICK ONE. You either are keeping careful track or you aren’t. Makes a huge show of checking her laptop to see what day it is. It’s a fucking MacBook. It displays in the upper righthand corner of the screen at all times.
Kind of like that.
6:00 Just had her doctor’s appointment. Says her doctor said the supplements’er too low, so she wants her to come in and get bloodwork. Now we all must recall that AL is a very unreliable narrator, and likely AL just tuned out being told that she could use them and up the dosage, but she’d like to get her on a higher dosage prescription once bloodwork is accomplished.
6:20 Our giant toddler is skaird of getting bloodwork done (because it’ll show she’s a dying lump of lard instead of healthy-just-big) because where she has to go has a lot of cases of the virus, apparently. AL doesn’t know how to be careful. She doesn’t have a facemask. Dummy. You can make one out of a sock.
Look here!!
There’s an instructional video.
7:00 Doc is sending her to an eye doctor, because she couldn’t make anything out of AL’s hyper-inflated tale of pulsating eyeballs threatening to pop out of her skull.
7:08 Oh fuckbuckets, back on the Vitamin D thing. She says the Doc stated she has the lowest vitamin D she’s ever seen. Says that being anemic on top of that shows where her fatigue comes from, not her 350+ pounds of blubber. Admits that she stays in the house too much. You have a fucking dog, you dumb waste of cum. Walk it.
8:01 Going to set an alarm to time how long she should be cleaning an area of the house. By cleaning, I’m taking it to mean that she’ll rearrange a shelf of food or some shit.
8:03 Proven wrong. She’s cleaning the den. Whatever. So she’s going to move some candles around.
8:32 Calls herself Ramblelynn after rambling about how she takes joy in cleaning because it’s something she can do (laaaaaahs), then jump cuts to her on pillow mountain in an entirely different shirt. With entirely different earrings. Did we accidentally splice two videos together, AL? Because you just opened with your normal ‘Hi guise!’ bullshit. You’re getting no return greeting this time.
8:33 Oh, it’s the next day. She just got done cleaning for 20 minutes. Says she filled a video that was very hard to film or some shit. Is emotionally exhausted. I give no fucks. She says she’s been crying and doesn’t feel right. I know. You read a bunch of dumb-shit poetry about that.
9:20 Doing therapy shit, which is cleaning, doodling (TIME WALKING LOL) which is about as impressive as what a 1st grader can do, and talking at us.
9:55 She’s totally jealous of anyone who can draw. Because learning to draw takes time and practice, and that’s effort, and effort and Amber don’t go together.
10:04 Going to watch Life by Jen? Oh shit, cow crossover!
10:12 Jump cut, 2 hours in the future. Drinking her damned Fuji water. The blinds are closed. Fucking hell, AL, why are you sitting with your blinds closed in your room instead of either opening those things and basking in the OBVIOUSLY BRILLIANT SUNLIGHT right outside of your room, or even better going outside into the OBVIOUSLY BRILLIANT SUNLIGHT? You know, for your fucking vitamin D deficiency? GAH.
10:46 Going to give Vampire Diaries a chance. I don’t care, AL. Laaaaaygs. Outside. Walking your dog.
11:10 Shows off her Switch. Talks about how people have asked about going to her AC island. She hasn’t played for a week. She likely knows that if someone can, they’d burn her island to the ground and steal all her turnips or something.
11:50 Not sure what she’s going to blog for the rest of the day, because she’s a lazy idiot. Later is going to make nachos for dinner. Not going to vlog it, which means that my senses will be spared. Wants to cut back on how much food she shows.
12:36 Says she want to vlog more “for you guys, because there was like a month where I uploaded once and I definitely don’t want to do that again.” Yeah, you watched your Youtube coin plummet and are now in 100 days of Uploading panic trying to drive your revenue back up.
12:42 Says she hopes we enjoyed ourselves. I didn’t. Fuck off.