Fast Food Spits, Metal Hits

La-Di-Day is coming up on Saturday, and Whitney told me that she wishes that the event lasted longer than a day. She said they should let her sing at least until dawn. 😛

Whitney: They should at least let me sing until dawn, snappy!
I guess she wants to howl at the moon all night long. 🌕

Yesterday, Drift asked me if I have someone hold my feet down when I do sit-ups. He wished he had someone to hold his feet down…or his head?!

Drift: Man, I wish I could get someone to hold my feet! Or my head, rrrrrribbit!

How could you possibly do a sit-up if someone was holding your head down?? 🤔 What a weird frog. 😛

Tank and Curt were having a discussion about La-Di-Day and the town tune. Curt was sick of people singing cute songs.

Curt: People are always singing the cutest songs. It makes me sick!

Tank suggested having heavy metal as the town tune, and Curt agreed. 🤘

Tank, to Curt: Dude. I KNOW! You know what this town needs, bro? METAL!

Of course, the notes of a song alone don’t determine the genre of music, but they’re not going to listen to that. I let them have their metal moment. 😆

Moments later, I shot down Gulliver’s UFO!

Gulliver lies next to his crash-landed UFO in the snow.

I helped Gulliver out by gathering the five missing parts of his ship. In return, he gave me a mermaid statue (for the third time).

Today, Caroline was telling me that sometimes she likes to be treated meanly.

Caroline: Sometimes, I want to be treated mean.

She said she’s a bad person, and she even spits in her customers’ fast food when they’re not looking! 😮

Caroline: I'm the sort of person who fakes smiles for customers at fast-food restaurants...
Caroline: ...and then spits in their food when they're not looking.
Remind me not to eat at Caroline’s restaurant.

That’s really eye-opening…which is quite a feat, considering how huge Caroline’s eyes are. 👀

Truffles has been sick with a cold this week, so I gave her some medicine Wednesday, yesterday, and again today.

Truffles: I, like, feel all barfy... I hope I didn't catch a cold, snoutie...

I don’t want to see your barf on the floor (or anywhere else). So get well soon!

New Year’s Letters

Yesterday was New Year’s Day, and I had a bunch of new letters in my mailbox. Many of them were New Year’s greetings, including one from Mom, who sent me 10,000 bells. Nice! And the letter from Truffles was particularly amusing; she said she resolved to become a sewer worker in 2025!

We did it, Jeff, Happy New Year! I resolve to be a sewer worker! No, I'm TOTALLY kidding! That would be SWEATY! 1/1/2025! -Truffles

But there was also this one from Whitney, who said she guesses she’ll spend some time with me this year, but only because her boyfriend is busy.

I'm so sure, Jeff, Happy New Year! I guess I'll spend time with you, since my boyfriend is all busy. Sigh...love is hard! 2025? Wow! -Whitney

I visited Drift, and he demanded that I hurry up and give him a New Year’s gift! That’s not how it works, froggy.

Drift: Yo, J-puff! Hurry up and give me a dang New Year's gift!
No gift for Drift, sorry.

He also told me his new year’s resolution was to get his body fat down to 0.02%! Yeah, I don’t think that’s possible (or healthy).

Drift: This year I'm gonna carve down to 0.02% body fat, rrrrribbit!

Tortimer was over near town hall, and he said he prepared a New Year’s fortune for me!

Tortimer: Happy New Year, Jeff! I prepared a New Year's fortune for you!

The fortune said I’d have a “kinda lucky” year. I’ll believe it when I see it. 😛

Your fortune: Kinda Lucky. Dreams: Most likely, yes. Love: It should work. Health: No ill signs. Luck favors the foolish.

Caroline offered me a free racer shirt, and I gladly accepted. It’ll go with my helmet!

Caroline: Hey, bunny, you want a racer shirt? 'Cuz I've got a spare.

I raced to put the shirt on, and I later stuffed my sandwich shirt into storage at my house.

Today, Drift told me he was so pumped that he was going to practice figure skating until he’s sick. He then told me that he was on a quest…for a cockroach.

Drift: My quest has brought me here at last. My quest...for a cockroach.

He then said he was so far from home, and he hoped he wasn’t lost. But this was only a few feet from his house, just a 5-second walk or so. 😛 Filbert might be the weirdest dude in town, but Drift can be pretty odd himself.

Tank wanted a new catchphrase to replace “yip yip,” so I told him to say “in 2025” instead. He actually used it in a fairly appropriate way (with confetti), although this definitely isn’t going to be one of my funnier phrases.

Tank: I'm gonna start throwing that thing around like confetti, in 2025!

If you haven’t yet seen my video taking a look back at my 2024 in Animal Crossing (spanning all five core/worldwide AC games), check it out!

I’ll be back with another entry next week. Happy New Year!