The ink on the paper

Dear Sphere,

What? No really. Giant sickly weak ants? Really?

Gotta say, really wasn't expectin' that. Ya really caught me by surprise and this time it didn't involve decimatin' my books. Haven't bothered rewritin' 'em yet. Not sure if I will. I just need more books, yanno?

This place really needs a library.

- Bookman.

Dear Sphere.

Yanno, gotta say those vines're gettin a li'l pesky. Ain't too appreciative of bein' hung upside down while tryin' to work. Even worse? Ya gotta stick 'em in the house. Would've lit 'em on fire if it wouldn't've taken down the house with it.

However, gotta say. Seein' familiar writin' sure is a great surprise.

-Bookman.

[paint spatters over his attempt at drawing with today's entry :( ]
Dear Stupid Fishbowl,

Yanno that paint brush was pretty cool when I first got it, great for painting anything I wanted. Problem is? Won't come off. My hands are now blood red. So are my pants ('least on the sides). I scared the bajeezus outta my usual patient. She ran screaming from the office "Like OMG! He's like all bloody and stuff!" She sure is a strange one. It's just paint, yanno.

No love
Bookman

Sure glad that zombie business is over, yeah. Sure was good fightin' practice but it sure ain't somethin' I'd wanna repeat any time soon. Injuries seemed to be at a low, at least.

Hey, Lizard-chan! I left a buncha containers on your desk in an ice box as requested.

[ Rabbit left Lezard about 10 or so tubberware containers several containing zombie shreddies, a hand, several toes, a few fingers, and two brains. :D ]

Gotta say, never knew I had it in me to dance. Sure was entertainin' at times, but I'm pretty glad it's over. 'least it never got to interferin' with work. Couldn't exactly dance with patients as I was tryin' to fix 'em up, yanno. Kinda inconvenient. Would've done more harm than good, yeah.

And seein' two li'l kaninchen twirlin' around was pretty amusin. Still didn't catch 'em, though.

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.

'least I haven't had any patients runnin' away, though the kid that stuck the toy car up his nose told me I'm scary.

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.

What's the point of this thing? No matter how many times I try to ditch this thing, it keeps coming back.

[ insert a definite pause ]

There's somethin' growlin' in the med closet and I don't think it's the Kaninchen this time (though I did see them skitter across the bridge this morning)

Dear idiot Sphere,

Keep your large red balls outta Med, 'kay? I'm tryin' to work here. I'd light the balls all on fire like I did in the park but this is med, yanno? I'm not burnin' down the place.

No love
Bookman [ the n is squiggled as he gets hit by a barrage of them. ]

Dear Sphere,

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.

No love,
Bookman

[ooc: So Rabbit's been turned into a Viera! Yes, I know Viera are only chicks but whatevs. Don't ruin my fun. They're the closest I could find in making Rabbit a giant humanesque rabbit :D. So right now, Rabbit's running around in his usual black shirt, white pants, no boots, still pasty as ever (get a tan, Rabbit!), white hair (like the one on the left in the picture) and giant rabbit ears. :D ]

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