Gotta say, Sphere, that wind ya had goin' through Med today was pretty strong. Can't say I've ever had a wind strong enough to rip off shirts, but then again, this is the Fishbowl. Sure makes workin' really awkward, yeah....
I dunno how many times I gotta tell this girl, fireflies are not a disease or any other ailment. Gotta be the biggest hypochondriac and somehow I always get stuck with her. Runnin' screamin' outta the office ain't exactly the most pleasant thing in the mornin'. I need more coffee.
Dear Sphere.
[paint spatters over his attempt at drawing with today's entry :( ]
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.Dear Sphere,
In a way, I'm glad to get outta that Wilderness and back up into my hole in the tree. Seen more splinters that week than I care to ever see again. And fish hooks stuck in places they shouldn't be. And burns from someone who got too close to the campfire to make s'mores (which are really good, yeah).
Gotta say, this is a new one, Fishbowl. I'm covered in tattoos. Sure makes me look like some kinda scary medic, yanno. They're pretty interestin', at least. Some strange form of writin' I've never seen before. And wings. Weird. Really weird.
So this mornin', 'bout half a dozen kaninchen skittered out from under my bed followed by a giant dust monster.
So 'side the critter under Jules's bed, I got this thing that comes with some sorta creature. So far this thing has only told me my size in kittens, how many sugar cubes can fit in a cup of coffee, and the number of blueberries in your average dozen of blueberry muffins. None of this really is useful and it keeps apologizin' over and over again.So 'side the critter under Jules's bed, I got this thing that comes with some sorta creature. So far this thing has only told me my size in kittens, how many sugar cubes can fit in a cup of coffee, and the number of blueberries in your average dozen of blueberry muffins. None of this really is useful and it keeps apologizin' over and over again.
Yanno, that sense of humor ya got ain't funny, makin' Rabbit a rabbit. Ha ha. I get the pun. But did ya hafta go for the hair? Not bein' able to wear shoes is bad enough. And I keep hittin' these giant rabbit ears on the doorway. At least I managed to file the fingernails down far enough so I don't go 'round stabbin' my patients, yanno? Geez.
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.
Yeah this has gotta be a strange outfit but at least it's not a dress. Nothin' like a lack of pants to make your day a li'l stranger, yeah?
Yanno, Sphere.
Kallis Kera,
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