Friday, 27 February 2009

The Croutons of Teatime. Mr. Te-ah-ti-me.

I want to paint more big, curly horns on androgynous boys.
Stay tuned for more dramatic changes in my personality.
Dun dun dun DUN!
If I were writing in Agatean pictograms, that would be a urinating dog.
Just thought you should know.
Cause things like that are important.
Also, my bizarre obsessions.
You may have been clued into the fact that I am on a Terry Pratchett Discworld kick. A serious one. I love Commander Vimes so much my stomach hurts.
And Vetinari. I would almost be a mime artist in Ankh-Morpork just so he would hang me upside-down over a scorpion pit and tell me to Learn the Words. Might even consider taking my life into my hands and be ironic at him. Gasp!
'Every evil tyrant has a plan to rule the world. The good people don't seem to have the knack.'
He can have all the knacks in the world. If he doesn't have enough, and wants more, he could probably send someone to go get them for him.
It's probably wrong that it makes me so happy to read about him and Vimes infuriating one another.

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