#blackboardmonitor

[pencilhyphenmonkey]

Happy 18th birthday, blackboardmonitor, you precious amazing perfect adorable son-of-a-wossname!

Since this is the DiscNey month, here's a selection of lots of different DiscNey characters, who all turned up to wish you a happy birthday.

[talaricula]

Ahhhh you guys' cosplay it's so perfect oh my gods

AHHHHHH * blushes rly hard* 

THANK YOU

[pencilhyphenmonkey]

When blackboardmonitor is particularly fond of a post, she sometimes tags it as 'gr9'. Presumably, this means that it's "better than gr8 = great", but I tend to read it as "gran-nyne", which makes it sound like something Granny Weatherwax-related. This makes perfect sense, because not only are the Discworld magic-users understandably reticent about using that number - y'know, the one between 7 and 9 - but Granny Weatherwax has such high standards, they would always be one higher than everyone else's.

If Mistress Weatherwax proclaims that she "CAN be having with this", you know it's got to be very special.

So next time you're perusing the Discworld side of Tumblr, remember Granny Weatherwax. You'll be sitting there, cheerfully reblogging, say, a nice picture of Unseen University, typing out the tag "gr8". Suddenly, you'll feel her leaning over your shoulder, scowling and saying: "That's not a grate, that's a window! And it hasn't been polished in ages, by the looks of it. Typical lazy wizards, hmf! That's non-you-clean-ian jommetry for you." Eventually, she'll grudgingly allow you to tag it "gr2", since she's heard somewhere that a "gra-two-itty" is something quite small and often mostly worthless, which she feels is entirely appropriate for wizards.

Nanny Ogg comes stumbling out of the kitchen, swinging a steaming mug of something wafting alcoholic fumes, and suggests that you tag it "gr0g", instead. Granny sniffs haughtily, and woodenly insists that you leave her initials out of it, thank yew very much. Nanny contemplates this for a moment, and then fishes a small white something out of her pocket. Cracking it deftly with one hand, she drops a yolk in the mug and, after flicking a few stray bits of shell off the rim, offers you "eggNOGG".

You never get a chance to reblog that picture of the Tower of Art.

[bookhobbit]

blackboardmonitor replied to your post:today at church I drummed too vigorously and left...

That’s really hardcore oh my gods

omg no it’s more like I’m such a wimp that I can bruise my own dang hand while drumming but thank you ahaha

[dyscworld]

WHAT BOOK IS TALL VIMES FROM oh my gods

FROM ‘I SHALL WEAR MIDNIGHT’ IM SO CONFUSED MAYBE IT’S FROM TIFFANY’S PERSPECTIVE OR SOMETHING I MEAN SHE IS 16 OR 17 IN THIS BOOK I THINK BUT STILL ?????? WHAT THE HELL???? CAN YOU NOT KNOW A SMOL PERSON WHEN IT’S RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU

[talaricula]

blackboardmonitor replied to your post “Sweetie is working and I am lounging around and doing dishes and...”

this is the cutest thing I've ever read oh my gosh

honestly doing nothing but making tea and providing cuddles and kisses when needed is my life calling

[sleepingreader]

For your imagination: Moist von Lipwig riverdancing

[overelegantstranger]

*runs into your inbox* is it your birthday??? *jumps up and down clapping* Facebook says it's your birthday! *jumps on you* *hugs* happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday!! *presents you with cake*

IT IS INDEED I AM TWENTY WHAT HAPPENED, I was seventeen yesterday I’m sure.

Thank you!

*takes cake and covets*