I wanted to say that I didn't plan on not updating my profile; it just came out this way. To make up for it, here are some facts about me:

Actual Name: CLASSIFIED (you may call me PWCP, or Abby.)

Alias: Abby Kenning.

Gender: Female

Age: Would you ask a lady about her age?

Weight: See above.

Current Location: Florida

Fanfiction Factions: Trekkie, Phan, Whovian, Star Wars, Peculiars (Miss Peregrine's Peculiar Children), and too many more to list.

Sorry, that's all for now! I'll be back on soon, just waiting for a time when I can actually get to writing fanfictions instead of reading them. (I also want to be a beta reader, but that's another story...)

OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm, that "Life isn't always fair", and "Maybe it was my fault."

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense took a beating as the Ten Commandments became contraband, churches became businesses, and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense gave up the will to live when he found out you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home, and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion, his daughter, Responsibility, and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral, because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

-- PowerWithoutClearPurpose