I originally wanted to write something about being back in college over the weekend, but I just didn’t. I had more important things to do, like the Dunboyne motor festival, and having a very secluded life. But yea, first week back in college and this time actually registered rather than just being somehow lost in the system despite me doing everything right on my end.

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So, the bears found this video on YouTube earlier, after a little nudge from Gary. Now Wrong Babe has taken it a little too seriously… Read the rest of this drivel…

It’s been too long since a bear comic, I know…

While Wrong does have flashes of intelligence every now and then, deep down inside of his fluffy, singed head, he still seems to have the usual ignorant attitude and failing to understand the difference between real life and the Internet.

Also, that’s Puss – my sister’s teddy cat. I sometimes borrow him.

Was shopping in Tesco last week, and noticed that as one of those “we sell a wide range of everything and yet we sell nothing”, they had a few Pokémon keychains, that came with accompanying Poké Balls. My OCD kicked in and I ended up buying one, stopping short of buying four.

Although, after this I really am worried that the anime has been lying to me… Excuse me if this one is a little worse than the others (well, with the exception of the other balls one). But I needed something to involve the bear and the ball together.

*shudders* Oooh, dirty thoughts there

Yes, my body’s rate of hair growth has been a little high recently. Either that or my rate of trimming has dropped. But either way, if anyone wants to make fun of it, then they better be willing to be shaved themselves.

I’d show the consequences of Wrong Babe’s words, but I’m not sure that my web host would particularly approve of it – and I’m not about to risk having to change hosts for the fifth time in 3 years.

I’ve been making him do a lot of crazy things over the past while (reading PokéSpecial is not one of them, however – he just really likes the Ruby/Sapphire arc as well!), and putting all the blame on the Plumbob USB key that Avril gave me for my birthday from her copy of The Sims 3.

I’m expecting to come back home one of these days to find it smashed to bits on the floor in front of him with a hammer, or similar device, in his hands.

I was a little afraid when Right Babe told me that he was letting Wrong Babe do all the arrangements for my party.

I guess I predicted that one…

My Ctrl+Alt+Del limited edition maquettes arrived this morning, and thankfully I was awake to be able to accept them (I blame the binmen!). I’ve been expecting them for a while, given I ordered them back when they were first made available in February. That and they were delivered to Dunboyne while I was living in Santry, and when I found out about that they were already on the way back to Canada

Unfortunately, the bear doesn’t seem to like the fact that there are more models around “vieing for my attention”. I think he’s just madly jealous. He wants me all to himself… Read the rest of this drivel…

It’s about time Right Babe had a wash – given he’s now turning a mix of both grey and blue. That and he was rather forcefully inserted into the latest wash by Cream Babe, who demands perfection from the others bears so that they can one day be like him.

He never likes the wash, but at least it gives him some time to be philosophical about things.

Clean Babe, being the supposed intellectual priss of the bunch, ponders the true reasons behind playing crap video games.

The answer shouldn’t be surprising.