Just late enough to know tomorrow is going to suck, just awake enough to know that there’s jack-tiddly-winks one can do about it. Hello, midnight, you fickle bitch.

So. A little re-orientation is in order. And when I say reorientation, I do not mean a re-statement of purpose, a change of navigation, or otherwise useless endeavor to be carried out by magical inter-web goodness. No. Re-orientation as in a reminder, before you get too ahead of yourselves, that the world is hilariously screwed.

You know. Fun-facts. The kind of things that parties are made of,  and can make you look fabulously educated in the middle of a social gathering (even if you had just spent the last four hours watching re-runs of any Bravo Housewife programming).

So, here’s for starters.

SC CONSTITUTION SECTION 33. Age of consent. — No unmarried woman shall legally consent to sexual intercourse who shall not have attained the age of fourteen years. (1999 Act No. 3, Section 1, eff February 16, 1999)

Beware, ye fathers of the South. Your tweenie’s are open game to… well… them Jonas Brothers. Them Jonas Boys always up to somethin’…

Goodnight, monsters. I’m off to bed. The ceiling has just not been stared at enough, I think.

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