The ink on the paper

Stuck as this strange guy again. Luckily it's not interferin' with work and all. Speakin' of work, there's been a whole bunch of people comin' in, thinkin' this random singing and strange change in speech is a medical issue. Ain't so. Just another Sphere issue.

And could someone tell me why there's a rabbit with an eyepatch on the couch? Or where it came from?

Yanno, I thought an ice cream truck was somethin' that brought ya ice cream, yeah? Well that's 'least what I thought. Then again, I don't think we had trucks where I came from anyway. But that's not the point. I'd asked for somethin' that kinda looked like ice cream on a stick and got a chocolate banana on a stick instead. I could handle that, cuz it was chocolate (and there's somthin' 'bout food bein' on a stick that makes it taste good, yanno?). I went to try it but Tim got to it first. Hungry little thing, yeah. So I went to order another and got somethin' called a creamsicle. Pretty good stuff, yanno. Never thought of stickin' oranges with cream, but it's sure a great combination.

I wonder if there's coffee ice cream. Now that sounds good

Dear Fishbowl.

Ya sure got a strange sense of humor, yanno? Hangin' several hours upside down in the rain ain't my idea of a fun afternoon. No more of that, 'kay?

No love,
Bookman.

PS. Why is my twin in my bed?

Dear idiot Sphere,

Ya sure know how to make a guy's job difficult, yanno? I keep stickin' to my patients. Elbowed one guy in the face. Sure didn't mean it but it made the kid cry. Thanks, Sphere. Sure do appreciate this minus sign on my elbow. Sorry to whoever I accidentally elbow in the face.

Doesn't help when my equipment sticks to my elbow too.

No love,
Bookman

Aside from this strange magnetism, the wilderness might be the cause of some strange cases I've seen lately. People coming in with severe sunburns and others with severe frostbite. Whatever's going on in there, it's just a mess of extremes, yeah. Careful going to the wilderness else you'll end up in a mess of pain, yanno?

Sure is nice to be big and me again, yanno? No more of that crazy shortness. Gettin' shrunk ain't my definition of fun, 'kay? I like my height. Bein' tall means I can see over everyone and reach the top shelf. And apparently do my job but that's another story, yeah? And now my clothes fit too and my hammer doesn't seem so heavy anymore. Why I had it made outta iron-like material is beyond me. I must've been slightly crazy in my previous life.

The room managed to pick up many colors durin' last week. Man I shouldn't've painted last week but I'm kinda glad I did. All the paint's gone, but I kinda wish I coulda painted above waist level, since that's as far as I could reach last week.

Yo, Mysterious Photographer, I coulda given ya a better picture if ya asked. Ain't the first time I've done this. There was an auction a long time ago right after I arrived, though I didn't get any bids then, cuz I was new. But I got at least one now. That's pretty cool. Well, Bidder-chan, I hope we go and get coffee ♥

Seems I'm not exempt from gettin' locked out, yeah. Good thing that mall's there else we'll all be miserable, yeah? The muffin basket only lasts so long.

I'll be stayin at Med and the bookstore in the mall. I'm gonna read every book they have in this place! There's so many it'll take me a few nights to read 'em all.

Who wants to get coffee!