After an enjoyable episode of McLeod's Daughters, April and I met in the kitchen for a snack. We decided on our $7 Loblaw's pineapple, which has been sitting in the fridge all week because we're both too lazy to cut it up. As I was sitting there chopping, I came up with an idea.

"Heeeeeey...if we melt down that Aero bar in the fridge, we could make a fondue!"

And so we did. Sort of. We had no idea how to make a proper fondue, but we were positive it didn't involve an Aero bar, a left over chocolate Santa, and Nesquick syrup. We combined it and a little milk into my new mug that says Chocolat on the side, and put it in the microwave while praying.

It turned out better than expected, and we feasted with the pineapple and bananas. Of course this brought on the biggest sugar high I've had in awhile. At the height of it I swear I thought I was drunk, because the room was spinning and my head ached.

We moved to her room, and commenced screwing around with the webcam. Amid giggles and snorts we took up close shots of her Spongebob action figure, teddy bears, my bunny puppet on a stick, and a 'family portrait' comprised of her bears and my yeti.

I have a feeling that tomorrow I won't know what the hell happened to me tonight.