I woke up the next day with my phone going off. I groaned and sat up. I turned my phone on and looked at my phone. You can't even imagine how hard it is to stay all serious and tired when you see grumpy cat on your phone telling you "I was happy once, worst 5 minutes of my life." I unlocked my phone and logged into my Thomas Talker.

~cunningGoop began talking to gruesomeCatasrophe at 7:58~

CG: Jill needs to talk to you Kitty-Kat!!!

CG: Kitty?

CG: KITTY!

CG: KITTY KITTY KITTY KITTY KITTY KITTY KITTYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

CG: Jill will NOT stop until the orange kitty answers!

CG: oh wait, Jill has to go eat a banana.

CG: but Jill will be back!!!

CG: Jill is back!

CG: but apparently kitty isn't back yet

CG: that disappoints Jill.

CG: k

CG: i

CG: t

CG: t

CG: y

CG: a

CG: n

CG: s

CG: w

CG: e

CG: r

CG: m

~gruesomeCatasrophe connected~

GC: Jesus Jillian Hillson!

CG: e

GC: Jill, you can cease your frivolous actions now, I am here.

CG: Jill understands that Kitty is annoyed because of Kitty's big words.

GC: Wow, no fluff Sherlocks.

CG: Jill is gasping and furiously pounding on her keyboard angrily correcting Kitty that it is just "Sherlock", not "Sherlocks".

GC: Well, EXCUUUUUUUSE ME YOU INSOLENT SON OF A GUN

CG: Jill is laughing and pointing at the orange colored text saying "THERE'S THE SUGAR!!!!!"

GC: *facepalm* JILLIAN FLUFFING HILLSON WILL YOU NOT END YOUR STUPIDITY AND BE SOPHISTICATED FOR ONCE?!

CG: Jill is angry.

GC: AND WHAT SORT OF SIGNIFICANCE DOES THAT HAVE?

CG: Jill. Is. Angry.

GC: OH JILLIAN HAVE YOU NO SANITY WHATSOEVER?!

CG: JILL. IS. ANGRY.

GC: IF IT IS A SCREAM OFF YOU WANT THEN IT IS A SCREAM OFF YOU'LL GET JILLIAN.

CG: JILL IS AAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GC: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

CG: Jill does NOT appreciate such angry words, Katy.

GC: ...Did...

GC: ...Did you just call me Katy?

CG: Jill is nodding her head furiously to show her approval.

GC: DUFDGJHFDHHFDGHFDBHSDJS J FBCNFCBHJDFJNHGCFHNHGJCRFSEGHHFFJHHBSGJHHFCNHKBFD

CG: Jill says Jesus Kitty, calm the hell down.

GC: Do NOT use such vulgar! You cannot even compreHEND how triggering such language is. Do you even know how offensive that is to me? I mean, you already have that annoying habit of referring to yourself as though you were narrating your life to all of us who really don't give a fluff. So can you please refrain from those horrible words or else you're going to make me all angry and ranty and then what fun will I be? You'll make me a boring and sensitive THING that no one will like because I talk to much and then no one will be my friend. Is that what you want? I thought we were friends, but I guess not. I guess you hate me and that you just want me to be a lonely, lonely, lonely person with not even a dust bunny to talk to, but I see how it is. I can see when I'm not wanted anymore. You have no more meaning to me Jillian Hillson. You're light blue text used to be a symbol of companionship and comfort. Now you have reduced your own text to nothing more than bright blue words on a dimly lit screen. So it's over my friend. Goodbye.

CG: Jill mutters that she's sorry and tells you to calm down and not be such a Kankri about things.

GC: THE FLUFF IS A KANKRI?!

CG: Jill says nevermind and happy late birthday.

CG: she also says to go check your mailbox because the game should be here.

GC: Ok Jill.

GC: I bid you good day lassie.

~cunningGoop ceased talking to gruesomeCatasrophe at 8:45~

I went to the window and checked the mailbox. The red flappy thingy was up. I also noticed that the my tire swing was spray painted with the "f word" on it in a bright pink color. I blushed and walked away. To avoid Kath, my sister, I decided to jump out my window. I put on my parachute and jumped out the window.