"Natural selection favours cupcakes."

Late night. Jo asked me to pull an all nighter with her. I had no real reason to stay up all night so naturally, I agreed.

So here we are, watching Amelie and, I have to say, not a lot of work is getting done.

For your reading pleasure (or chagrin, as the case may be):

Barb, eating a sandwich: I think I got a crumb in my eye; maybe I should start eating with my mouth.

Jo, wrapped up in my blankets and pillows: Do you want me to lick your eyeball Barb? Like lizards? Lizards don't have eyelids so they have to lick their eyeballs to keep them wet. That's science Barb! You can't fight city hall!