March 17
Happy St. Patrick's Day! Did you remember to wear green? Or have anything green on you at all? If not, well, prepare to get pinched!
My bowl has a shamrock sticker on it. Roger tried to pinch me, but I pointed out the sticker to him. I told him he couldn't pinch me because of the sticker. He said that didn't count, so he pinched me. Hayley then found me a little green outfit, and put in on. Roger still pinched me, and again when I put on a little green hat (he likes to see me in pain)
Roger is going out with Stan to the bar tonight, for some drinks and Irish music. Roger already had wine at his bar in the attic, and has already passed out today. I told him it wouldn't be a good idea if he went drinking again with Stan, but he shot me down. I had wine in the attic as well. Man; that alien and his wine!
Hayley and Jeff are also going to a St. Patrick's Day party. Hayley's underage, but that hasn't stopped her before, but she's a good girl and promised to never drink again until she's of age, so IDK. I guess I'll know after they get home.
I guess before I go to bed, I'll listen to some Irish music on YouTube. That'll be nice. I never been to Ireland, but I want to, like other countries and places in the world. Maybe it'll happen when I'm human. It might, a long with many others, be on my Bucket List.