A Fashionable Dot?

It was raining so much on Thursday that Filbert thought he was going to dissolve. But fortunately, he didn’t.

Filbert: I felt so waterlogged, I thought I was gonna dissolve, bucko.

When I visited Octavian, he asked me what I thought of his clothes. He was just wearing a simple big dot shirt, so I just said “meh.” This angered him immensely; he completely, and utterly, tore into me.

Octavian: Yeah, I figured you had no clue about high fashion, or even basec aesthetics.
Octavian: ...Yip yip. You couldn't even recognize a high-quality lipstick
Octavian: ...if you fell on one!
You wear lipstick?

If you really think one big dot is the peak of fashion, then you must’ve been living underwater most of your life.

Yesterday, I shot down Gulliver’s UFO…leaving him unsure of his location.

Gulliver: I'd better check my space... locator...izer... and plot my precise coordinates.

I gathered up his five missing UFO parts, and he rewarded me with another Metroid. A good item, sure, but not what I wanted.

On the bulletin board, there was a new “Talking to Myself” post. The author (again, not sure if it’s Pelly or Phyllis) complains about always having to wash her sister’s lunchbox, in addition to her own.

-Talking to Myself- I've always washed my own lunchbox, and my sister's, too. Siiiiigh! Some things never change!

Today, Filbert wondered why we were both up so early. Sure, technically it was the morning, but it was only about ten minutes to noon!

Filbert: Hey! Whatcha doin' up so early? And for that matter, why am I up?
Maybe you’re just programmed that way.

Still, he was thinking about going back to bed. Naps are always nice. 😴

Filbert: I'm actually thinkin' about goin' back to sleep, hon.

It did feel like a sleepy day, and not much was going on in Forest. But I returned tonight to check out K.K. Slider’s Saturday night show. I asked for a random song, and he performed K.K. Bossa for me. Good song. 👍

Enjoy the rest of your weekend, everyone!