In the background, Torygirl is dealing with IT support. It's very, very, very annoying.
I am desperately trying to distract myself with the Picky Picky Game, which where things are about to go decidedly Josie ... if you vote in that direction, of course.
Space kittens and ninjas in the international space station! Read, vote, contribute a panel. Come on, you know you want to.
UPDATE: Back from lunch, and the IT session is finally over. However, I just ran into her carrying a spagbol ready meal downstairs. She's going to heat it up in the mircowave and eat it in the office. So. Revolting. How does the tube poster to put it? "Hot food is nice for you, but the smell of a snack will make some people crack."