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

Ad Hoc Squid

If you are a reasonably intelligent human being, which, based on my observations, are not as rare as some people would insist, you may have noticed that I happen to be a squid. As squids are not commonly spotted living juxtaposed with the human population, the fact that a squid such as myself has the capabilities to blog may come as a bit of a surprise. It may call into question the basic nature and habits of a squid. This is quite understandable. As such, I shall elaborate on my own personal experiences and hope that I am able to shed some light on what I find to be a thoroughly enjoyable and enriching lifestyle.

I do not recall the exact moment when I ceased to be a heap of red fleece material and became a fully-fledged being, but I know that the process was a long and laborious one involving many needlepricks and tying of knots. I was glad to be finished. One of my earliest memories, which I believe to date from early on in my creation process, was seeing a pile of maroon fleece sitting beside me, undergoing a similarly difficult and painful process. It went on to become my penpal, Squidly, who lives in California and who is, I believe, the only other squid of our kind. We are a rare and intelligent breed.

I currently live at home, but in a mere two weeks I will be travelling to college with a human named Cec. She can be a strange one at times, but she feeds me and for that I am grateful and willing to overlook her occasional oddities. For instance, when she came to college nearly a month ago I was forgotten in her room and left to my own devices. Squidly's human was much more thoughtful in that respect. Still, being the generous squid that I most assuredly am, I shall be relaying any interesting anecdotes from her life by means of this blog, since she clearly does not have the time to do it herself.

Alas, dear reader, my bedtime approaches (I maintain a strict schedule to ensure my optimal health, which I am told will deteriorate rapidly under the influence of college food and sleep schedules. Let us hope I have been misinformed.) and so I shall be ending this post forthwith. Allow me to assure you that it has been a pleasure to share a small crumb of my life with you tonight and that I will be continuing to do so as often as possible.
For now, I shall leave you with an uplifting squid-related activity for your personal enjoyment:
http://squid.tepapa.govt.nz/build-a-squid/interactive

Cheers,
Squidmore