To the Stalkers Sneaking Somewhere About

 After helping to hoe up three rows of my Grandmother's garden (for that is where I am, for the week) I feel quite hardworking; the two blisters painfully acknowledged on my right hand persuade me of that. We were planting beans.
 I spent time reminiscing on the hammock out in the yard, thinking about times long past, when I rocked Granddaddy in that very hammock, when I ran around playing while Grandmama worked in her garden (I guess I have come a long way since then, now that I am helping her, actually!), having cousinly conversations with different members of our lovely, large, family, cleaning bathrooms with aunts, doing chin-ups on the water pipes down in the basement.... comforting memories amidst a difficult childhood. Not that I am totally grown up, as it is.
 But why am I telling you all this, my stalkers? I suppose you don't have interest in these sort of things. All my apologies. Go somewhere else if you don't like reading such stuff.
 The piano sounds just as it did years ago. Extra soft keys that hardly play, somewhat out of tune, I would think, though I do not have as good an ear as I would like, and beautiful cherry wood finish. Upstairs, several of the rooms are newly painted, what with the recent fire. There are, as there always is, millions of ants; large, black, carpenter ants. Ugh.
 Oh, as an afterthought, if any of you read this who are not stalkers, computers, or the like, please overlook my quirkiness. I am not crazy, but I am unique. :)
 I must go eat supper with my dear sisters. Farewell, till later, that is!
 ~Koala

P.S. As for my odd name, it isn't my real one. You should know that by now. No one is named Koala. My elder sister (I only have one elder one) gave it to me, since I couldn't think of an online psuedom. She and I think it is very fitting to me. Chan is a Japanese word. Look it up. (It's my thinking a computer won't have any interest in looking it up, and stalkers already know everything in the world, so that takes care of me not having to explain the meaning of 'chan'.