The ink on the paper

Dear idiot Sphere,

Gotta say, while the explosions last week were definitely annoyin', this outfit is rankin' up there on the annoyin' scale. Tight outfit, weird shoes, cape? Didn't we go through this before?

No love,
Bookman

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.

Gotta say, fishbowl.

All'a these extra pads're a bit excessive, yanno. I know I got a bad habit of endin' up on my face but this is a bit ridiculous.

[ he pauses. ]

"Caution: Rickety Bridge." Right. As if we didn't know.

Dear Sphere,

Havin' weird dreams ain't a medical issue. That includes my usual patient. She's gotta be a hypochondriac. Comes in, swearin' up 'n down that she's hallucinatin'. Nope, just weird dreams. Been hearin' that's been goin' on a lot lately. Heard a few but wouldn't mind hearin' 'bout a few more.

Don't sleep much so nothin' here. Prolly the coffee.

At least the rainbow sheep're gone.

-Bookman

[ ooc: sorry I've been kinda half here for the last month. I have a good excuse but I should be more present (hopefully). ]

[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

So this mornin', 'bout half a dozen kaninchen skittered out from under my bed followed by a giant dust monster.

There's prolly tons of dust pourin' outta my room right now. I couldn't quite shove the dust monster back under the bed. Figures, yeah?

Also. Dear Sphere,
Stop it with those annoyin' balls already, 'kay?
No love
Bookman

Dear fishbowl.

What are ya thinkin'? (Or maybe you're not?)

No love
Bookman

[ rabbit is now stuck as lenalee from early in the series (he remembers lena with short hair but probably still recognizes who she is). Poor kid. ]

Boss-chan: gonna be late, kay? Had a li'l run-in with a window this mornin', yeah. (I'll get it fixed.) Be in right after I wash the glass outta my.... cat ears..... and tail.

Could be worse, yeah? 'least I get to wear my usual clothes, not some strange outfit, though I gotta admit, runnin' 'round in a cape was pretty entertainin'.


[ oh god sorry. all the recent losses finally caught up with him. and omg PING PING for losing everyone ]

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?

Yanno Fishbowl.

I was kinda likin' that Disney stuff. Fun rides, lots of excitin' things to do. Simple injuries to deal with.

But then ya gotta go 'n turn the place into giant spherical fishbowls and have people play games in them? Ya gotta be outta your damn mind.

I get the feelin' I'm gonna be doin' a lot of CPR....

No love,
Bookman