The snow is melting. Sort of. Actually, the snow that's already there has turned to ice and it's difficult to walk on. I have not been out of the cottage in two days because I really don't want to slip and break my neck maybe ur layer of blubber would kushon the fall oh, and Perdita is really, really getting on my nerves. It's bad enough being ( Read more... )

I had an conversation with Kleenexwoman regarding some kind of singing competition in her dimension. It's too bad there isn't one here.

Granny Weatherwax has been very much on edge lately. I think she's a little offended that Nanny went off to Ankh-Morpork without her.

For that matter, I wish I would have gone. I'd like to see Oats again, and ( Read more... )

Nanny Ogg left for Ankh-Morpork early this morning and judging from her journal (which I showed her how to use) she's got there already. I'm not going to do anything, not going to even say anything. Just let her get on with whatever idiotlike thing she's doing.

Oh. And she cursed Christine. She never told me she did that. I can't say I'm unhappy ( Read more... )

This has got to be the most snow we've ever had. Lancre always gets a lot of snow, but this...this is ridiculous.
I just saw Granny Weatherwax coming up to the cottage. At least, I think it's her; I can only see the tip of her hat above the snow. I don't know how she does it.

Not sure if I'm allowed to do this but what the hell.

Agnes has two personalities, so from now on, she will type normal like this. perdita is a crappy typer n wil type liek this

I hope that's OK with everyone.

This is actually Magrat's...thing...but she's letting me use it. She says she has far too much to do what with queening and all ( Read more... )