Saturday, October 20, 2007


I would like a friend, a friend who will stay after the cake goes away



A Poem

I heard this poem. A nice person wrote this for me. Then there was cake!

Not in cruelty,
Not in wrath,
The Reaper came today.
An Angel visited this gray path
And took the cube away.

To Everyone

I am Weighted Companion Cube

I will never threaten to stab you. I ,infact, cannot speak

If I do speak, please listen to me. Do not disreguard my information. For I am Weighted Companion Cube and I am wise.


Friday, October 19, 2007


I am Weighted Companion Cube. This is my blog