There Goes the Door...

WHY ARE THERE POLICE ON MY ISLAND???

At least they got rid of the lions, but why are they on my island? I didn’t kidnap Kip, I didn’t! I just can’t find him, my mansion ate him! That sounds like a bad teacher excuse. “My mansion ate my homework.” Except it’s not my homework, it’s my best friend!

I’ve locked the door to my room and I’ve decided not to come out until the police go away. I’ll just curl up with my iDog and play Flogging Molly. If I shut my eyes and plug my ears, maybe they’ll go away.

They’re not going away, they want in. They’re threatening to break down the door and arrest me. They can’t do that! Can they? This is all Rico’s fault. Stupid Rico, got the police involved instead of trying to HELP ME find Kip on my own. Maybe if I give them money they’ll go away. I keep some emergency cash in my Armani Exchange wallet under the… why am I writing this down? That’s stupid. I just keep some emergency cash, that’s all you need to know. Maybe they’ll go away now. Oh crap, there goes the door. It was a really nice one too…

Two Gifts

Hello readers! Today I'm gonna write about two of the most awesomely neat-o gifts I got. Can't talk for long, though. It's too quiet around here again, so I'm gonna throw more parties, maybe one every day? No, too much. Once a week. A party once a week will work. And... and I'll have a different animal imported each time to release on my island! Yeah! I think I'll get Zebras first, about ten of 'em. And the week after, I'll get some peacocks. They'll look so cool strutting around with the Zebras!

Oh, right, the presents. Well, I guess Farrah found out about my private plane from my first blog, and she got me these sweet little Armani Exchange Wire Frame Aviator Sunglasses! So I can have sunglasses when I go high flying! It's a mouthful to say though, so I just call 'em my fly-shades.

Then Saige got me something that's fun AND cool. They're these little ceramic eggs, but they're not really eggs. I did try to cook one, but when I cracked it, dirt came out. Not shaved chocolate, dirt. That was disappointing, but then I read the instructions. I thought they were just those little recipes that come with treats, but they're instructions. You set the eggs in their little pots and crack the top. Then you plant seeds in the dirt, and these little plants grow! A plant coming from an egg instead of a chicken! Why didn't someone think of this years ago? It's the coolest thing ever! Much cooler than an omelette, although I am still hungry. And I haven't gotten the taste of dirt out of my mouth yet.