Happy Days?

October 4th, 2015, 9am

It was 12.8°C with few clouds. The breeze was light.

Hi, my name is Disgust. For all you who don’t know me, I’m the GREEN emotion in Riley Andersen’s head (honestly, if I hear one more person mistake me for Anger, I will explode.)This is my (not very) secret blog thingy. So, right now all five of us are sat toasting marshmallows on Anger’s head. We’re sitting because he’s so darn small. It’s awful because when he looks up to talk to you, he can probably see right up your nose… ugh, that’s horrible. It makes my skin crawl just thinking about it. Looking up my nose! The cheek. So, we’ve just been told some random people in the Human World were filming us all that time! Do I really look like that!? What have I been doing wrong…? Oh well, we’re famous now! Which is awesome. Some people will try to grab this kind of opportunity with both hands, but it will slip right through and and land in mine. I hope they wash their hands first, otherwise I’m not touching that, even though it has been one of my life-long dreams to become famous. So we’re celebrating and having some sort of party (Anger’s parties are the WORST. He literally blows up a balloon, lets it go, screams and walks off. I think he’s scared of the noise!) So compared to the rest of them, this one was actually pretty good. It’s not everyday we get freshly toasted marshmallows off Anger’s head. He either burns out too quickly, or there’s too much risk of being toasted yourself, and I’m not very interested in eating Toasted Fear today, thank you very much. I’ve heard that many famous people write ‘autobiographies’ which are basically stories that you write about your life, which is basically what I’m doing right now. So you can expect a lot more to come about all the juicy stuff that goes on in our lives. I actually don’t know what happened with Riley today because I wasn’t paying attention so that’s a bit of bad luck for you isn’t it, but I have Dream Duty tonight, so tomorrow I can always tell you what went on after hours. OK, we’ve run out of marshmallows which means one thing… TIME TO EAT PIZZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Excuse me, be with you in a sec.

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