Animal Crossing fever has really and truly got us in its grip. I barely got a grunt out of Rob just now; his eyes were fixed to the 3DS screen like a man posessed.
Up at 4am because I can’t breathe, again.
If I bought one of those Fujifilm instant cameras, would it cement my reputation as a complete and utter tool for certain?
If any of my penpals have not received (how the spelling of that word troubles me!) a letter, could they let me know?
I’ve long suspected the postbox in the wall halfway to town is a cunningly well-disguised decoy, set up by someone wanting to steal my post.