Bah! I have nothing to say! Nothing! I'm sitting here, staring this microphone in the face, and have nothing to say. Not word one. I hate it. Ooh, it's just wrong.

I've got a big glass of True Blue, I've got a substitute lucky baseball cap on (I've lost the Harry Potter hat--breaks my fuckin' heart) and I'm hoping this snaps soon.

Bah. It's so pompous, sitting around and talking to oneself. Yeesh.