They're mean because they try to avoid my fishing rod. Literally. As always I'm low on bells because I like to spend them on nothing important. You know, go to the city and spend it on nonsense like a new hairstyle everyday or buy whatever furniture I see. To just keep this short and simple, every time I cast the line out into the ocean the fish moved and changed its direction to face away from me and kept going farther away.
Yeah. I can't even keep count on how many times I needed to cast and re-cast my rod. :( And by the time it actually started to face me, it bit the line right away and I was like "WHOA. WAIT, WHAT!?" The one time it decides to bite I'm off guard. :( Fish hate me. I guess it's not a good thing to mention that I also have both a golden rod and a silver rod handy. It kind of surprises me, too. How I got that golden rod that is. :P I guess it's all in timing and getting a good cast. I still say fish are evil. Especially to me.
EVERYTHING HATES ME AND I CAN PROVE IT.
Join me next time when I give you an in-depth walkthrough of my journey eyeing the river for fish. Will I get lucky? Maybe. Will something happen? Most likely. Will that something be positive? Not a chance.
I think.
