"This Is A Public Service Announcement. We Are Going To Kill You All."

Scabbers Ritchie is now officially sixteen. As is Hattie "My Shoulder Angels!" Mothersill, and Gay-Orgy Grier. Happy Birdbath, one and all.

Do I have anything else to declare?

No?

Oh, wait, waitwaitwaitwaity. I do.

Today is a momentous occasion. Occaision. How do you spell that? I don't actually know. Can someone please inform me? Anyway, back to business. Today, I discovered that I got an excellent in attainment. For PHYSICS. The world is at an end. There is no point in living any more. The impossible has become the probable. Hell, I'll probably end up with a degree in Astro-Physics. Or like, velocity, or something. Yeh. Cool.

So, just to make things clear, I'd like you all to address me as "Miss. Geek", now. Or perhaps "God".