Well, now Danny wants my legs around his waist. Whether that's any better than the last suggestion, I'm not entirely sure, but one fact remains constant: I'm going to have a damn good time next time I see him. :-D Anyway, onto events more urgent. Liiiiiike... [deep boomy echoey voice] RESULTS DAY [/deep boomy echoey voice] It's tomorrow, it's iminent, and I'm D-E-D. All I know, is I've allready got a B in Maths A-level and.. er... probably not much else. Shoooooiiite, craaap, fuuuuck, bollooooocks (which is still the best one), and... erm... shite again. Darn it.