Shush Chrissy. Can’t you see that Julian’s still here?

Although I can’t complain about your species-ism too much. It does make me the most eligible bachelor you’ll encounter in this town.

Not that I think Julian’s interested either way.

Oh Daisy. Don’t you know that public works projects are for mayors that still give a shit?

Still, that’s a pretty useful idea. For me, I mean.

So: when’s the new stuff coming?

Isabelle face.

The day has finally come.

Without warning, Portia has decided to pack up her bags and leave.

Miracles do happen.

"Don’t let the door hit you" seems apropos.

…don’t look at me like that. It’s not my fault that none of you could find another town and have to sleep in the alley in front of Katrina’s! How was I supposed to know? And don’t give me that “you could at least build us some benches” nonsense. You guys don’t even cross the train tracks!

Oh, hey Julian. Forgot you’re still a neighbor.

I was going to make a joke here about Mabel’s sexism. That because it’s a “chick tee”, obviously I must be buying it for a woman.

But apparently there’s no joke to make.

IT’S 2014. GET WITH THE TIMES.

So earlier in the week, my lovely girlfriend made mention of how she saw multiple shooting stars when she was driving home, even though neither of us heard anything about this in the news.

Then I turned on my game.

I think I may be losing my mind.

Anytime you want to complain about needing to explore new horizons, you let me know. ‘Cause no one here likes you Portia.

Scoot told me himself.

Goddamn you Chrissy. Goddamn you to Hell.

That’s right bitches. Bow down to your bug-hunting superior.

As usual: you can tell it’s Bug Hunting Day by how easy it is to catch rare fish. We call this ‘Animal Crossing Irony’.

I like fireworks night.

Robin Williams.
Ocarina of Time 3D commercial.

Robin Williams.

Ocarina of Time 3D commercial.

  1. Camera: Nintendo 3DS

I don’t know why I am compelled to pick these things up each time. I just am… and I hate myself for it.

Portia wants to talk to me after ignoring her for awhile? Oh, I wonder what she wants!!

…fuck. Move out already goddammit.

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Yeah, there are some things about that family we are better off not knowing.

The Nook family, I mean. I don’t really know anything about the Crannys.

I suppose that is an accurate way of describing this space console. But given that I’m the one who gave it to you: I don’t think you have anything to hide Scoot.

Slowly but surely completing that painting collection.

I will have that museum model. By 2016 at the very latest.

Oh shit.

It’s becoming self-aware.

Time to see if we can top last year’s wonderful fireworks display.

Colbert didn’t show up as well as I would have liked, but otherwise it’s a good start.

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The day when Nintendo remembered that New Leaf was a game that some people still played. Go Club Miiverse!

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And the Golden Stag Quest happened to make me an even richer man, so: bonus!

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And then this happened, even though it hasn’t been a year since I got the last one.

Look, I wasn’t going to ask, but you keep pressing the issue: does Brewster sponsor you to shill his coffee or something?

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Dammit K.K. You used to be a nonconformist who pirated his own music.

You used to be cool.

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Oh right, that.

I should start thinking about what ridiculous fireworks I’m going to set up this year.

It’s finally happened. My neighbors have sprung their trap, and the assassination begins.

I should probably run screaming, but they’ve gone to so much trouble for so long. It seems almost rude. And I can’t help but admit that they’ve piqued my curiosity.

Like if Isabelle will be there.

Oooh, right. That.

I mean, they could just be using it as a cover and that cake might be poisoned. But I didn’t even think about what day it was.

Or they might just blow me up. Praying that I wait until I get home to open it, but knowing that the others will honor their sacrifice if I don’t.

I certainly hope so, Daisy. It is the only birthday wish I can think of that you might be able to help with.

Oh wow. I think this is new. Which means… I might have to wait years to get the whole collection of birthday items. Which is absolutely infuriating to a collector.

Well, at least it’s not the New Years’ shirts. Exclusive items, once a year for like 50 years. Because that was a crock if I ever heard one.

Awwww. You sarcastic little rascals, you.