My Animal Crossing Journal

Journal Day 36

February 7 Sorry I haven't written in a long time, but a review has made me decide to start this up again. Review guys, for the fanfics sake. Oh yeah, haven't written one of these in a while, an school may make posting these a bit long in between. Enjoy le fic. My Current Villagers

Rod-Mouse-Male- An athletic mouse, who enjoys physical activities and contests. He loves catching bugs.

Tipper-Cow-Female-Loves pill bugs, and catching bugs in general. Enjoys makeup.

Agent S-Squirrel-Male- Wears a body suit, and has a strange personality, thinking he is a spy. Enjoys fishing.

Coco-Rabbit-Male- From what I've gathered, somewhat of a hippy. Likes modern furniture.

Rolf-Siberian Tiger-Male- An average person, who acts very slightly gruff. Like to go catching bugs.

Pompom-Duck-Female- Slightly girly, but quite nice.

Moe-Male-Cat- A happy go lucky cat who's almost always tired. Somehow I think him and I will get along just fine.

GAAAAH! What's with all these cockroaches? And the weeds, god the weeds! Must kill the cockroaches! Man, anyways, I had a rough day today. I woke up to find BUGS in my bed, and had to squash over 10 all around the house. As if that wasn't bad enough when I went outside I saw nothing but weeds. And to top it all off, Pudge moved away. We ha some good times, we did. The whole crush thing, the snacks, the naps, the hanging out. But he left and didn't tell me where, although I'm surprised he mustered up the strength to do it. He must be snacking with a new friend now, so I'll try to be happy for him. While pulling weeds I came across some fossils which I made a mental note to give to Blathers. I met Moe for the first time, who had taken Pudges vacancy. I must have been gone awhile, as it seems all the pears are back, and both of my coconut trees regrew as well. I also found a pitfall seed, the hard way --. I went to Blathers, and he was quite 'atwitter' to see me. I gave him the fossils, and he took them happily, save for one which he already had, so he gave it back to me. I went down to Brewsters, hoping for a good cup of joe We did some small talk, he didn't seem particularly happy or sad to see me, but then again, I think Brewster might be some kind of robot. The coffee was strong and impetuous, and I wanted more, but Brewster has a strict 1 cup a day rule, which I still can't completely understand. Visited the Able Sisters, as I do everyday, and picked some rotten flowers out of the ground on my way out. I won't pick the pears today, it's late and I'm getting sleepy, but tomorrow, Tom's gonna have a busy day.