Golden Shovel

I dug up the shovel I buried last night, and indeed, it has turned into gold! A golden shovel, at least. Thanks to zeldaknowitall on Youtube for reminding me about this.

I got a letter about the fishing tourney yesterday, congratulating me on my gallant efforts…even though I lost.

Interestingly, the letter itself didn’t say who it was from. But the envelope said “From the Mayor.” So I guess I won Tortimer’s heart. Lucky me.

I spoke with Yuka, and she’s still asking me for chic furniture! She first asked me on October 15th, which was 9 days ago! I thought she would give up after a week, but that’s not the case. Hahaha, I don’t care how long it takes, I’m not going to help her. 😀

I ran into Bill outside of town hall tonight, so he did not move away after all. But it didn’t long for me to wish I would have let him go. First, he basically asked me if I was getting fat.

He accused me of blowing off his training regimen, to which I said “No I didn’t.” Then, he flat out called me a LIAR.

He then said if I had been doing 100 ab-slaps a day, my stomach wouldn’t be so bulgy. Not only that, but he walked away steaming mad at me! Wow, the rudeness is off the charts.

He just made himself a new enemy. Baabara and Yuka can wait. Bill was practically begging for my pitfall seed. So I planted it and showed him the way. Six feet closer to where he can go.

I wanted him to suffer as long as possible, so I didn’t talk to him right away. I let him struggle for a few moments. But then he flipped out of the pitfall on his own. As soon as he did, I ran over and talked to him. But surprisingly, he wasn’t mad!

It’s an understatement to say I was disappointed. He deserves to suffer more than this. This isn’t over, duckboy!

I visited Static, and he was sick with a cold. Unfortunately, Nook’s shop was already closed, so I couldn’t buy him any medicine. I’ll have to get him some next time.

At town hall, I made a 25,000 bell mortgage payment. I still owe Tom Nook 75,000 bells, though. I then headed up to the museum to donate a ptera body fossil and a cricket.

Pate asked me for a good name for her pet fish, and I chose Swimmy.

But for some reason, she hated my suggestion and called it lame-o! Then don’t ask my opinion next time! What’s with all the ducking rudeness today?

I then made a delivery, taking a night sky tee from Chevre to Baabara. Chevre rewarded me with 510 bells for helping her out. After that, I headed home and ended my game for the night. Maybe everyone will be in a better mood next time.