Curses! My subtle and cunning plan was thwarted! For shame, I dishonor my nonexistent yet noble lineage of ninja ancestors. I knew I should have used a Penn Finance or something envelope rather than the only one I could find at the moment, from Dean For America. No Georgian would fall for that! Back to the drawing board. I have until tomorrow night to kill her, as I dispatched my target last night.

Of course, I'm still alive and kicking, regardless of the fact that I seem to have THREE assassins after me. A girl, an Indian guy, and another random kid. What's up with that? Probably because I am just so sleek and agile, nigh uncatchable.

Priscilla: 1
Loser-faced Wusses: 0