There were some happenings in Narnia this week, the highlights of which you'll find after the jump as usual. But you know what isn't happening in Narnia? Weather. It hasn't rained in... well, in forever. Seriously, I can't remember the last time it rained. And with the holidays coming up, I'm a very busy person, so I would really appreciate a day or two where I didn't have to worry about watering all my wilting flowers and could just enjoy chatting with my neighbors. Is that too much to ask? Is it?
Well, you can always tell if I like you when I actually go out of my way to find your key after you stupidly locked yourself out of your house. And Axel is cool in my book, so after doing my daily duties, I decided to go fishing for his key. I thought I saw it by the waterfall, but I couldn't reach it from the side of the river I was on, and by the time I got around to the other side, the shadow was gone. But weirdly, the next tiny shadow I saw turned out not to be a fish, but his house key! First try! Woot!
I'd say I hope Axel appreciates the effort I went to, but as I said, it wasn't really much effort at all!
Whenever one of my friends tells me they've come up with a new nickname for me, I'm always curious to hear what it's going to be. Luckily, none of them are ever horrible or rude, although that would be kind of funny. This time, Gwen dubbed me "Sugar C," and while I would like to imagine that's because I'm so sweet, it's probably actually because I've been OD-ing on leftover Halloween candy so I've got sugar coming out of my pores!
Merry got really upset when I tried to ask her not to move away. I mean, like extremely upset. Unless those tears are just for show, in which case... well, bravo. Good for you. I'm impressed. You'll notice, also, that she's using Gwen's nickname for me, which makes me wonder just how tight those two are. Could Gwen have told her to get out of town just to mess with me? Okay, it's not all about me. Well, mostly it is, but you know what I mean. Anyway, I ran into her a couple days later, and she came running over, but it had nothing to do with moving away. She actually wanted to sell me a shirt. Weird. I mean, I totally agreed in the hopes of keeping her happy enough she wouldn't move, but sometimes even after you think they've totally changed their minds, they up and move in the middle of the night with just a note to say good-bye! Rude!
After I sold a bunch of shrooms to Nook, I tried to leave and he acted all insecure about his business again. Sigh. Dude, you're fine. Clearly, you can maintain your business and pay your rent. What are you so worried about? Why do you even care what the people in this town think of your store as long as they keep shopping there? Eh. This time I told him I wanted good hours. Just to mess with him. I think I'm just going to pick something different every single time he gets nervous that he's doing it wrong. Keep him on his toes. After the way that raccoon tortured me with the rent and turning me into an indentured servant when I moved here, he deserves it!
This is why you should always put your rare items in your closets when you redecorate. Because if you wander around town with them in your pockets, someone's going to see and try to buy it off you. But again, as with the gold table I sold last time, Margie wanted my Kapp'n model. At least when they try to buy really special items off of you they offer you a decent price. And since I didn't really care about my Kapp'n model, I let her buy it off me. Keeps her happy, and clears out my storage. I don't know if I can buy another one, but at this point, I don't even care. I have more stuff than I can even deal with! She did me a favor, really!
Oddly, this nugget of wisdom from Pascal was legitimately deep. I was slightly confused until he followed it up by admitting that he'd gotten it off of a movie poster. Seriously? Are you even kidding me with this? Now I wonder where he gets his other hippie dippie nonsense. Fortune cookies? Joke books? Where does it end?