because I took a nap and dreamed that Captain Carrot was patrolling the streets of Ankh-Morpork wearing his bright red uniform and his shiny boots and his Stetson, and was accompanied by Angua and Diefenbaker, who were not getting along, and Corporal Littlebottom and Frannie, who were swapping beauty tips, and there were dwarfish Inuit stories
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In the everlasting search for Good Times To Meet Up - what are you doing on Friday?
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Nothing, I'm reasonably sure. Let's arrange to meet up then, quickly, before anything else happens. :)
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Hee. Though as dream trauma goes, this is far preferable to dreaming about spiders crawling up one's arm, I think.
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Um, I managed to misplace the comment where you mentioned joining pornish_pixies and hp_crossovers (after I, um, begged you and salivated all over your stories), so I hope you don't mind if I reply here.
You see, LJ has turned on its head once again, and as a result community invites no longer work as they once did. I have invited you to both the above communities, but you'll no longer get an e-mail telling you so. (Alas!) Instead, you'll have to manually go over here to approve any invitations you might have.
Please do ask me if you've got any other questions! Sorry about taking so long to get back to you. :)
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*bows and scrapes so thoroughly that Pettigrew is put to shame*
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I too have had this thought.
write it write it write it
*smiles brightly*
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