Showing posts with label bouncing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bouncing. Show all posts
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Squids semper ubi sub ubi ubique.
After a very long, very uncomfortable and very dark ride on a Greyhound bus, I have arrived at college. I was quite put-out with my human, as she deigned to transport me inside of a duffel bag, but she permitted me my freedom as soon as we arrived in the room, and after a few exhilerating bed bounces I was restored to my normal good humor. I say "exhilerating," because I quickly discovered that one is able to bounce off of the distressingly high bed, across the room, and onto the even more bouncy futon, which springs the joyful bouncer right back onto the bed. I am absolutely thrilled with this new method of healthful exercise. Tomorrow I shall be squidding down to the library and immersing myself in some scholarly journals for a bit of light reading.
The human is growling at me that she "needs the computer to work on this stupid fys paper," so I believe I shall have to abort this entry in an untimely manner. However, expect more updates very soon on how Drake adjusts to having a squid on campus. They have no idea what has hit them.
Cheers,
Squidmore
The human is growling at me that she "needs the computer to work on this stupid fys paper," so I believe I shall have to abort this entry in an untimely manner. However, expect more updates very soon on how Drake adjusts to having a squid on campus. They have no idea what has hit them.
Cheers,
Squidmore
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Quid quid latine dictum sit per Squid, altum videtur.
Good afternoon, all. I was not particularly disposed to blog yesterday, but my human informed me that she had exciting news she wished to relay to the general world and so I shall oblige her:
A much-anticipated parcel from home arrived at the distinguished Herriott Hall in her name today, and when she unwrapped the loot in her room she found many delightful items. The best of which included a bag of shimmery, triple chocolate M&Ms that, upon their discovery, nearly caused her to topple out of her chair with joy. Personally, I cannot understand the human attraction to such things, but, as I may desire a care package of my own someday, I am willing to be open-minded.
I engaged in some healthful exercise today that involved repeatedly bouncing on my human's bed. I believe I nearly touched the ceiling after one of my more exuberant efforts! Leaping to and fro may seem like a rather wasteful use of one's energy, but I find that it is both physically and intellectually stimulating and therefore encourage the rest of the world's population to give it a try. I am told that such activities could prove unsuccessful at college, where the beds are lofted to unseemly heights in order to provide the humans some workspace underneath. Ingenius creatures you are, humans, but a squid does need his recreation time. The situation may require some adjustments. Nevertheless, I am eager to begin my academic journey at college and hope that my experiences will come close to rivaling my penpal, Squidly's, adventures, which sound enviably exciting and quite daring at times.
Judging by the sinister rumblings that have begun to pulse through my innards, the time has come for me to seek out some nourishment. To dinner, then!
Cheers,
Squidmore
A much-anticipated parcel from home arrived at the distinguished Herriott Hall in her name today, and when she unwrapped the loot in her room she found many delightful items. The best of which included a bag of shimmery, triple chocolate M&Ms that, upon their discovery, nearly caused her to topple out of her chair with joy. Personally, I cannot understand the human attraction to such things, but, as I may desire a care package of my own someday, I am willing to be open-minded.
I engaged in some healthful exercise today that involved repeatedly bouncing on my human's bed. I believe I nearly touched the ceiling after one of my more exuberant efforts! Leaping to and fro may seem like a rather wasteful use of one's energy, but I find that it is both physically and intellectually stimulating and therefore encourage the rest of the world's population to give it a try. I am told that such activities could prove unsuccessful at college, where the beds are lofted to unseemly heights in order to provide the humans some workspace underneath. Ingenius creatures you are, humans, but a squid does need his recreation time. The situation may require some adjustments. Nevertheless, I am eager to begin my academic journey at college and hope that my experiences will come close to rivaling my penpal, Squidly's, adventures, which sound enviably exciting and quite daring at times.
Judging by the sinister rumblings that have begun to pulse through my innards, the time has come for me to seek out some nourishment. To dinner, then!
Cheers,
Squidmore
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
