Let’s face it. I live with Benkei stapled to my hand. Stapled. I love him. He probably doesn’t love me back, but that’s okay. I love him. My sidekick. Oh yes. This one is #5, I think. I’m a love them and kill them type. Drop them, spill them, crack them, kitty-kill them, they keep on going, and when they don’t, I turn around and buy a new one.
And I can’t imagine live without Benkei. No.
Give me my text, give me my email, give me my yahoo, give me my AIM, give me my photo storage, give me my notepad, give me my internets. Use him for my alarm clock, my game repository, my notes for various knitting projects, get emailed at 4 am by gramma, keep in touch with everyone (as best as I can).
And house him and abuse him in the much loved kchan.
