The ink on the paper

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)

That mall wilderness sure was great. I got to about 1,000 books before I heard the darn thing changed. Sure woulda liked to have taken the rest back. There had to be over 300,000 books there. 'least I got the sections I wanted. Fantasy, medical, psychology, linguistic dictionaries, comic books, cooking, and several history books (though only two books actually made it home).

And I got to take a few stacks home before I got locked outta the house. Even got somethin' called an "Urban Dictionary." This thing's filled with moonspeak! I could almost host a whole library in my bedroom at this point. Good thing I got shelves at the furniture store so the house doesn't look quite a mess.

On another note, I see new people! Looks like the fishbowl's kidnappin' people again. To all the new ones, yo, I'm Bookman, but most everyone calls me Rabbit, a junior medic here ♥

So the hammer works. Perhaps too well.



I'm gonna need someone to repair my house please. There's a gapin' hole in my wall.

[ he's stuck in a school boy outfit this week. super cute with an orange scarf. i just don't have a pic at work to post. ]

I have obtained the most interestin' piece of technology. Such a marvel is this Etch-a-sketch. It etches and sketches about with just a twist of a knob! Such a sleek design, so small and red with contrastin' white knobs. It makes such a strange shiftin' sound whenever I shake the small piece of wonderous technology. I can draw, shake the creation, then draw once again without the need for paper or pen. It's most portable and efficient at killing boredom. Pity the creation is much too large to fit within my medical pouch I keep on my belt. However if i were to carry it within the issued medical bag, then it most definitely would fit. However that medical bag shan't leave my room lest I dare lose it.

This is most unusual. I find myself writin' more descriptive words than I ever thought possible. Perhaps this sorta verbose language would be incredibly useful for writin' down some history and descriptions for the Wilderness, when I'm not involved in bein' incarcerated against my will under such a frivolous accusation without a chance to explain myself.

Also, lest I forget. Bridge, we must go for coffee at some future date.

[ tl:dr? I have an etch-a-sketch and it's super awesome! I rite guud. and bridge. coffee. 'kay? ]