I'm about this close " to completely not giving a damn about what happens in Animal Crossing anymore. I've almost hit the point of giving up.

- I'm never going to get the damned boxing wallpaper or floor.
- Nook is never going to give me a decent price on turnips.
- Wendell is never going to show up again.
- I could care less about KK's swoot songs.
- If Timmy and Tommy offer me a REGAL CARPET one more time i'm going to hit 'power off' and then i'll have to deal with Resetti.
- Is it possible for tommy to show me some product without having to wait for 10 minutes while he runs circles around the ugly ass couches in his ghetto monopoly woolworths trying to position himself to speak to me?
- Are the Able sisters ever going to carry some cool headware?
- I'm tired of 90% of my hybrids dying every other day.
- Alice moved out two days after Roald did. They were my last original villagers and i bent over and kissed their ass for four months. did either of those whiny bastards leave me a photo? oh hell NO. did they appreciate the awesome letters i wrote them or the awesome gifts i mailed to them. oh hell NO.
- is that fag-hag Queenie ever going to get off my jock?
- am i ever going to pay off my ridiculous mortgage? no. 750,000 bells for a one room add on? i keep waiting for the gestapo to kick down my door.
- what kind of swoot turnips rot after a week on the floor or in your pocket?
- i need only seven more fossils. am i ever going to find any of them? no.
- i never catch any decent fish.
- i never find any bugs.
- either my town just blows, or i just dont care enough to rimjob everyone into being my friend.
- if Buck comes onto me one more time i'm going to wack him with my net and pitfall-seed-bomb his property.

always thinking about leaving Espanola.