And on the seventh day, we partied. And it was good.

In studying biological systems, I have come to an awesome conclusion. There are a lot of weird and even unnecessary things that happen on the cellular level. So, I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe, the creation consisted of a six day long party followed by an all-nighter in which everything was thrown together. I mean, if I could juggle the cosmos, I'd probably work less and party more too.