I'm going to have to honestly admit I'm surprised I've kept this journal updating so long. I sorta expected to start forgetting after like a week. We'll see how this goes and if I make the three or four month mark, or whatever. I also sort of worried I'd be out of material by now, but stuff hasn't even STARTED unlocking in this game. Seriously, this whole unlock mechanism still has to unfold out in a big ... spread of bloomy flowernesshood.
Please pretend I know how metaphors work and can be allowed to operate them unsupervised.
At some point yesterday I went insane and looked in my closet and realized I had about ten thousand shirts, so I just started mailing them out randomly to every animal in my town. Eight animals, eight shirts. This morning, I pop out of bed, take that... ridiculous helmet off so people can talk to me unhindered, and toss on a dress that gives me a faint sense of relief that my town doesn't include apples.

I'm also kind of feeling the crunch again, like I -really- need more space in my house. Sigh. That goes on the list of stuff to check out today. My mailbox is vibrating like it's going to explode, because I have no less than ten letters in it. EVERYONE wrote back, plus I got Redd's letter and painting, plus a replacement raccoon wall clock, because I passed the other on to my friend yesterday.
I can give those things away. I've got time to spare, people.
My first stop today is out at the museum, where I THRUST that painting at Blathers and wait for the inevitable report that it's a fraud.

What. YAY. It's real! I got a real one! It's about bloody time. Praise gods and little fishes, Redd does not go into the ocean to be eaten by Kapp'n. Meanwhile, over at Timmy/Tommy's, they have a slingshot in stock.

I promise never to abuse my power to shoot townspeople in the back of the head unless they seriously deserve it. Tommy also has a robo-stereo in stock, and I have a robo-chair and a robo-lamp someone gave me as a gift, as well as that robo-wall... Hmm. Lyle at the HHA says that "three pieces of a set" are all you need to seriously boost your ranking, but more than that help. So I pick up the stereo. I'm hoping Club LOL is finished soon, because I really want something to PLAY in this jambox.

Well. It's kinda STERILE, but it's not actually awful. Hm. I'll have to work on it.
Just for the record, turnip prices today: 297 bells. Ow, I shoulda waited. Ah well! The Able Sisters have some nice glasses today, which I pick up. Unfortunately, whatever's being built next to their store... is still being built next to their store. Maybe that's where Club LOL will go?
As I walk back into the museum to check today's fossils, I notice Blathers doing something I've rarely seen him do: Think silently. It takes a couple of pokes to get his attention. Turns out he's depressed over the lack of visitors the museum gets, but he's thought of a solution.

The museum could use a SECOND floor, where everyone can exhibit whatever they want! Of course, he doesn't have any money so rrrrrrgh more stuff I have to pay for. I will talk to the fluffy puppy fluff about funding Blathers' insane flight of fancy as soon as I am able. As to the fossils, today's donations are a plesio skull and an apato torso.

This completes the plesiosaur -and- the apatosaurus, but I couldn't successfully FIND the apatosaurus because navigating the museum is hard for me. It IS possible to complete dinosaurs (and big things that aren't dinosaurs), you guys! Never give up hope! Trust your instincts, never surrender! Speaking of never surrendering, I drop by Nook's House of Paying Way Too Much and chat with him about my place.

I'm crying.
I do it anyway.
The museum renovation is ALSO 198,000 bells.
Why why why why why why why okay print it.

Isabelle, why would we do that? That is a ridiculous idea. Let's have it sit inside the museum. And Blathers can talk to it and it will gnaw its own torso off trying to escape his voice okay actually yes let's put it in the train station. I also check my approval rating.

I'm dumbstruck. I give you guys like three hours a day, plus evenings. What do you want from me, blood? Should I just... pierce myself with this shovel and pour my heart upon this town?
Being a public official hurts, you guys. People say things. Terrible things.
I water all the flowers in town as spitefully as I can manage.

At once, it starts to rain.

So I said "Screw this" and went out to the island to swim around a while.




Then I sink about 50-thou into Blathers' Lousy Museum Project and sulk at home.

Well. Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to make them happy.
Please pretend I know how metaphors work and can be allowed to operate them unsupervised.
At some point yesterday I went insane and looked in my closet and realized I had about ten thousand shirts, so I just started mailing them out randomly to every animal in my town. Eight animals, eight shirts. This morning, I pop out of bed, take that... ridiculous helmet off so people can talk to me unhindered, and toss on a dress that gives me a faint sense of relief that my town doesn't include apples.

I'm also kind of feeling the crunch again, like I -really- need more space in my house. Sigh. That goes on the list of stuff to check out today. My mailbox is vibrating like it's going to explode, because I have no less than ten letters in it. EVERYONE wrote back, plus I got Redd's letter and painting, plus a replacement raccoon wall clock, because I passed the other on to my friend yesterday.
I can give those things away. I've got time to spare, people.
My first stop today is out at the museum, where I THRUST that painting at Blathers and wait for the inevitable report that it's a fraud.

What. YAY. It's real! I got a real one! It's about bloody time. Praise gods and little fishes, Redd does not go into the ocean to be eaten by Kapp'n. Meanwhile, over at Timmy/Tommy's, they have a slingshot in stock.

I promise never to abuse my power to shoot townspeople in the back of the head unless they seriously deserve it. Tommy also has a robo-stereo in stock, and I have a robo-chair and a robo-lamp someone gave me as a gift, as well as that robo-wall... Hmm. Lyle at the HHA says that "three pieces of a set" are all you need to seriously boost your ranking, but more than that help. So I pick up the stereo. I'm hoping Club LOL is finished soon, because I really want something to PLAY in this jambox.

Well. It's kinda STERILE, but it's not actually awful. Hm. I'll have to work on it.
Just for the record, turnip prices today: 297 bells. Ow, I shoulda waited. Ah well! The Able Sisters have some nice glasses today, which I pick up. Unfortunately, whatever's being built next to their store... is still being built next to their store. Maybe that's where Club LOL will go?
As I walk back into the museum to check today's fossils, I notice Blathers doing something I've rarely seen him do: Think silently. It takes a couple of pokes to get his attention. Turns out he's depressed over the lack of visitors the museum gets, but he's thought of a solution.

The museum could use a SECOND floor, where everyone can exhibit whatever they want! Of course, he doesn't have any money so rrrrrrgh more stuff I have to pay for. I will talk to the fluffy puppy fluff about funding Blathers' insane flight of fancy as soon as I am able. As to the fossils, today's donations are a plesio skull and an apato torso.

This completes the plesiosaur -and- the apatosaurus, but I couldn't successfully FIND the apatosaurus because navigating the museum is hard for me. It IS possible to complete dinosaurs (and big things that aren't dinosaurs), you guys! Never give up hope! Trust your instincts, never surrender! Speaking of never surrendering, I drop by Nook's House of Paying Way Too Much and chat with him about my place.

I'm crying.
I do it anyway.
The museum renovation is ALSO 198,000 bells.
Why why why why why why why okay print it.

Isabelle, why would we do that? That is a ridiculous idea. Let's have it sit inside the museum. And Blathers can talk to it and it will gnaw its own torso off trying to escape his voice okay actually yes let's put it in the train station. I also check my approval rating.

I'm dumbstruck. I give you guys like three hours a day, plus evenings. What do you want from me, blood? Should I just... pierce myself with this shovel and pour my heart upon this town?
Being a public official hurts, you guys. People say things. Terrible things.
I water all the flowers in town as spitefully as I can manage.

At once, it starts to rain.

So I said "Screw this" and went out to the island to swim around a while.




Then I sink about 50-thou into Blathers' Lousy Museum Project and sulk at home.

Well. Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to make them happy.
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Date: 2013-06-28 11:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-28 11:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-29 06:08 am (UTC)Of course, I spin it my own way for amusing effect.
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Date: 2013-06-29 06:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-28 11:56 pm (UTC)I don't think that's a word, Sqrl.