While I’m on a roll, this is my current computer location. Probably the neatest area of my house at the moment… my whopping huge desk is in the study where the globe has blown and is covered in a whopping huge printer and a lot of paper and books… besides getting through to it as difficult as there are still boxes all over that floor.
And the Coffeehouse Theology book finally arrived today, as did a very belated 18th present for my little sister.
Apologies to Anna because I keep forgetting.
I have been Meme’d and I think I’ll do it, because pulling a few sentences from a Terry Pratchett has got to be amusing (Or will just sound so incredibly sci-fi you’ll never go near one).
Rules:
The book: The Colour of Magic by Terry Pratchett
Sentences:
In his right hand he carried the magical black sword Kring, which was forged from a thunderbolt and has a soul but suffers no scabbard. Hrun had stolen it only three days before from the impregnable palace of the Archmandrite of B’Ituni, and he was already regretting it. It was beginning to get on his nerves.
Hehe, Terry Pratchett comes through with something good!
And I’m going to defy the final rule because I might’ve been bad already and gone and gotten my Terry Pratchett and put it closer to me.
If you want to do the meme. Do. If you don’t, don’t.