Stalk Market for Wednesday, October 16
AM: 73 Bells
PM: 68 Bells
O’Hare told me about his youthful days living in Jisuna village and his friend Kokuto. I told my husband (Kokuto) that O’Hare was talking about him and received a fresh round of grumbling. Kokuto is still mad that O’Hare bailed on him. Maybe I should let O’Hare move next time he asks and send him back to Jisuna. 😉
It seems like it’s been forever since Hanabi has hosted campers. We had one yesterday and one today. Unfortunately neither of these campers stole my heart and I did not ask either to move in. Come on cute camper!
*Insert grumpy cat NO here*
Gold in them there shop
I hit a good vein of ore the other day and Yumi contributed a stash from Quantico so I’ve been crafting gold furniture like crazy again. Though I complain about not having gotten a closet yet, I don’t actually mind remaking ore a lot because I haven’t gotten my gold remake badge (lazy). But I do like to cry, frown and generally look downtrodden about all my failed gold attempts.
In addition to the above four, I have another golden carpet and another golden dresser. They’re all listed for about 25,000 bells in the shop which is too rich for my townies’ blood.
One more ore and then I can cry at Cyrus and make him feel bad again!
I think I have a mummy shirt, but I keep forgetting to order it, so instead I am part mummy, part zombie or something wearing an undershirt.
I just love the blue eye sticking out of the helmet. It takes so little to make me happy.
I got a letter from Nintendo this morning. Enclosed was a shogi piece.
Nintendo is obviously not in the bay area right now while we are having a heat wave and it’s in the 80s in some places. Not quite curl up by the fire weather yet.
I get so excited every time Redd shows up, but lately all he does is disappoint me. He didn’t have anything I needed for the museum.
And aside from Rooney trying to move out, those are the latest goings ons.
Off to try and catch up in Pokémon because I’m only up to Reflection Cave. I’m slow and have the attention span of a gnat. But we’ll just say I’m trying to savor it…That sounds better.