You've probably heard of writer's block, haven't you? That little thing inside you that just flushes away all of your writing ideas and creative strategies. I never have that problem. Never ever ever. But I do have a serious problem called "life lacking." Since when has Chicken Town been so boring? I can't find hardly anything interesting to write about these days. Except that weird creature that they call a "goat." It runs around, knocking over our food trays and trying to jump over the gate. The big person running around all the time hits it with a stick. The goat does not like that.
Sorry if feed is low and the deets I'm giving you are super boring, but nothing interesting is happening in Chicken Town lately. Maybe that will change. Maybe, out of nowhere, we will see a comet falling out of the sky and land on the hotel. Fake laugh.
Maybe it's just me. But, anyway, I have a feeling that things are going to get bigger anytime now. I'll be back in twenty-four hours. Emma out!
