September the 5th, 2006 I hate this townMy town is thriving, although for some reason, my town seems to be halted on this date. It might be due to the fact that someone keeps fiddling with the clocks to keep it on September the 5th. Okay! Okay! I admit to being lazy. But all good rulers are lazy. Besides, it's not like any of the other animals do their own gardening. Who planted their gardens? I did. Alright, I did sabotage their gardens during the Flower Fest by stealing all of their flowers and planting them in my own garden. But I had to win! I just had to! How could I let that stupid subject, Lobo, win?! I had about a million flowers and they had none! HA!
I was talking to Tom Nook this morning about the fossil trade. "Do you realise I paid off my debt out of fruit when people are starving in Boondox, and fossils, when they're rare and valuable archaelogical objects? AND YOU, FIEND, LET ME GET AWAY WITH IT!" He seemed to think it was my fault, so I stepped on his tail. On my way out, he told me to come back again. Some people really have no scruples about who they give money to, or take it off. It's not my fault he has no respect for science, or Blathers's museum. It's not my fault I have to make a living in this tiny village out in the sticks.
Speaking of Blathers, Blathers is really getting on my nerves. I'll give him my fossil when I want to. I normally want to sell it. The desperate owl already has, like, 100,000 Bells worth of bugs, paintings, and fish, and the odd fossil, that I gave him. What a moocher. Sometimes I want to pull his feathers out and dump a tarantula on him. It would be quite amusing, witnessing his agonising end.
While I'm on the subject of tarantulas, curse them. It bit me the other day, and there's no hospital in this place, just a gate, a museum with two incapable birds and a third one who does, at least, make me decent coffee - I do have my suspicions about the content, however; pigeon milk sounds rather... dirty -, two hedgehogs, one of whom told me I rub her up the wrong way because I'm a city person and spends all of her time angsting over her beloved and deceased parents, who live in a shop, and a greedy tanuki who wouldn't get me to hospital if there wasn't enough renumeration in it for him. Oh, and I'm forgetting, other than a bunch of lunatic rabbits, squirrels, bears, pandas, penguins, cats, and eagles/hawks, the mayor, who spends Boondox money on plasma-screen TVs, and Pete, Pelly, and Phyllis.
Of those last three, the only one I have faith in that would get me to a hospital would be Pelly, who would tell Pete to pick me up and fly me. Pete would probably drop me, or stuff me unceromoniously in a mail bag. Phyllis would laugh and laugh. I'll show her one day.
Or maybe Pelly would freak out. She's forgetful and irrational, morning discussions prove to me. She forgets her own ambition. [Other than the one to be Pete's love again.] Heh. I made her late for work the other day.
Besides, I was near my house.
And that cheap old otter, Lyle, didn't give me one Bell as compensation for falling flat on my face and being unconscious.
People really have no respect for their monarch. Okay, I don't have a crown. So what? I have a palace. <3
Lastly, Stitches and Bunnie were in a relationship last week. How can they go so quickly from two straws in one milkshake to suddenly Stitches and Pinky doing the same and Bunnie moping around? Really.
Sally has fallen ill. It's quite sadistically amusing to watch her go around the house coughing. That noise is... almost... rhythmical. I could sit there and listen to it for ages.
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