a little east of reality

Friday, April 01, 2005

gloomy the protector bear

Gloomy's still perched on my shelf. No matter how much I try to remind myself that he's supposed to be a bear that would eat my innards out as soon as look at me, my brain keeps smiling and convincing itself that all that blood is from him attacking something else in my defence.

Of course the most fiercesome thing on my desk is the stapler, and there have been no stapling rampages of late, but still...