I hope your neck has been freshly washed. (My grandfather made me write that.)

Mom kept pestering me to wax the table while I was playing Evil Fantasy 14 today. I tried to tell her I was in the middle of a boss fight, but she made me do it anyway. She said "When the cat's away, nothing gained." I have no idea what she's talking about when she says stuff like that. Sometimes I wonder if I'm adopted.

Yesterday we went exploring in the old scary old factory over by Old Man Ferguson's farm. He got mad and yelled at us for trespassing, but we managed to grab a neat antique protractor before we left.

Another!