There’s only one thing that will make me go back towards civilisation. Just one. Is it for comfort? I think not. I don’t need comfort. What about entertainment? Hardly. I don’t think anything can hold my attention long enough to distract me these days. Could it be to find happiness? Lol. How cute. Or maybe, just maybe, I’ve been alone so long now I just want to remember what it’s like to have contact with someone else — anybody else. The need to feel companionship once more. No. After what happened last time… I just… I just need provisions.
Tonight Nintendo released a new update for Animal Crossing: New Leaf. They announced it all through a Nintendo Direct. It was humorous and a little weird. Yet, the main thing that stuck with me was K.K. Sliders Junk. There’s even a little nip action there too. Why did K.K. have to be white… Semi-transparent white…
I had returned home after a week long trip out of town, just that night. I hadn’t slept this well since… Well since I can remember. I was feeling good and looked forward to catching up with what’s been going on in my fair town of Meowland.
After yesterday’s encounter with Mr Pelican post delivery man and his message from who can only be classified as The Trap Setting Son of a Bitch, there was no doubt in my mind that I needed to act. I am convinced that this bastard has made their life in Meowland and is living amongst us.
I stood dead still looking at my reflection, disgusted with myself. I was looking in the window because I don’t have a mirror, so a large cross took up a lot of my image. My god, what was wrong with me yesterday. I was actually feeling rather decent today. None of that giveadamnlessness was left. I began to chuckle to myself. It was a pretty bad getup I had on and my hair was hilarious. I headed in to town to get myself sorted out.
I didn’t want to get out of bed. I didn’t want to see the light. It felt as if the bright, skin burning sun would obliterate me today. My mood had fallen below the usual ‘meh’ and had dipped into a deep blue funk. On a scale of 1 to 10, the needle was sitting on extreme poop-like, which was odd, considering the scale was numerical. I just wanted to lie on the floor with the lights off, listening to nothing but the static noise on the TV I had sold weeks ago.
As I lay in my bed falling asleep I felt the worries of the day dispersing from my mind. Things like Blathers complaining about the museum, the Trap Setting Son of a Bitch and that idiot Dizzy were further away then they had ever been. Relaxation flowed over my particularly sexy body. I felt little tingles running up my arm. Tiny signals that my nerve endings were sending to me to relax me even more. I looked down at my arm. Holy crap! There was a spider on me!
Ahh, August. The month of my birth. I plan on having a big birthday bash this year with everyone in town joining in. That is everyone except for Dizzy. I hate that guy. It’s still a few weeks away but I should start planting seeds in everyone’s mind, at least that way I might get some gifts that I actually want. As for now… Let’s go shopping!
Today is a day of action. Today is a day of discovery. Today I shall go in search of the trap setting son of a bitch. I got out of bed all decisive like, ready to do some investigating and grilling of the townsfolk. Then I looked in the mirror… Oh god, I hate this haircut. Maybe I’ll go to the hairdressers first to get this fixed.