So, it's been, what, a month or two? I reckon it's time for a new Minion... Besides, I have been promising my sister one for ages and I rarely go back on my word for long.

Sure, she's been a pain in my arse for more then twenty years, there have been the fights, the lewdness and drunken behaviour, and of course the legendary rages but I can forgive her these things now that she's old enough to live somewhere else.

So here's to little sisters- proof positive that whatever god exists in this mixed up universe he certainly has a sense of humour and never had to share a room growing up.

All you lot better remember one thing- out of the two of us, she was the mean one! Love ya, Eleanor!