LIVE TRUMPSnotsirsam
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( I've already eaten this year. )

Another one already. *Grins*

( A stolen moment... )

( BACON! )

So, I'm going to write little ficlets too. Have to keep in Vimesy's head somehow. *Grins*

( Topics )

1) Bold what is true about you.
2) Italicize what you wish was true about you.
3) Add one true thing about you to the end of the list.

( About me... )

Vimes storms through the palace and flings open the door of Vetinari's office without knocking. He stomps across the room and leans over the Patrician's desk. "What the hell do you think you're playing at?" he growls, staring the man in the eyes.

Entry: Vetinari's not summoned me peremptorily in more than a week. I must be doing something wrong. Not angering the important people. Have to try harder.

Nothing too bad in the Times lately, either. Couple of cartoons, which Sybil managed to get her hands on. Again. How many of the damn things can she fit on that wall ( Read more... )

((Trying to reconnect to my Vimes. If you think it sucks, just ignore it. This is for me ( Read more... )

The lilac's blooming. It always sneaks up on me. I never remember until the day ( Read more... )