Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn

That is to say, isn't it a lovely day outside with sunshine and the earth not shuddering beneath our feet? ('Our' being 'people in Christchurch' so I apologies to foreign readers who are currently being thrown from their chair by tremors.)

Ariadne is trying to drive me crazy with her pestering so I think I'm going to lock her inside a box and then we'll never know if she's still whining unless someone opens the box. Ariadne will be both whining and licking herself and simultaneously not-whining or licking herself. SCIENCE.

I don't actually have a box though.

But I do have tea.