Post by Conner Miller on Nov 20, 2011 10:12:47 GMT -5
As one should understand, Conner is not the type to keep a record of his life. He is not nostalgic, nor expressive in that sense. However, he happens to talk with Philomena, a six month old, unidentified breed of tarantula. Be as intelligence as she is, she has thought to keep a record of her own life, most of which involves Conner , her partner, and her best friend Chloe, a gorgeous orange tabby cat.
Hello little book! I love you, and I love this writing thing that I see Conner do. He reads. I like to read, too. But this writing is much more fun, since it's a secret, and Conner can't understand when I'm trying to tell him something. Do you understand, little book? Of course you do. You're not alive. Little book, can I tell you about me? Oh, and Conner and Chloe. Conner thinks I don't understand everything thing he does. Well I do. Besides, he even explains everything. Why wouldn't I understand?
Stuff about Conner hur. And Filo, and Chloe.
