Hello!

I'm reporting live from the MB studio tonight. Here's your opportunity to get the most current news from the office right down to the hour as i update this entry every sixty minutes (unless mister sandman drops by and takes me away..). "Why?" you so ask? Well, why not? I love staying over at the office on Saturday nights.

9 pm (Saturday, August 18th)
This is it. The beginning! Get ready for big news Number 1! I.. have just.. ripped open a new box of "Chicken-In-A-Biscuit"! Wah! Stay tuned for more snore-inducing action. Huzah!!

10 pm (Saturday, August 18th)
I have just downed my 11th cup of Pepsi. Sugar rush, baby!! Diana Krall keepin' me company along with Frank and everybody else.. my eyes gettin' cloudy.. must.. stay.. on.. wait.. it's just bloody 10pm!!! wth.. mmm.. Bourne Ultimatum looks good.. no no.. must focus.. foh-koos haz.. foh-koos.. what is that smell.. i swear it wasn't me..

11 pm (Saturday, August 18th)
For some stupid reason, i pulled an overgrown hair outta my nose.. now i can't stop tearin' and sniffing. Aigh.. And hey, before you go a-judgin' me, it's no easy task to pull one out without a pair of tweezers yo. Beat that!

12 am (Sunday, August 19th)
wah! got a rogue message from miss wah wah on msn! but i was at the other machine and kinda missed it. sorry! hope u had a good day today. rest well now.. goodnight, miss. Talking about goodnight.. for the past 1.5 hours, my iTunes has been for about 60% of the time playing songs like, "goodnight my love", "in the still of the night", "dream" and other sleep inspired songs.. argh!!! deep breath haz.. again now, slowly.. foh-koos... breath out...

Btw, ever wonder what it'll be like to take a dump at the office without having to close the door? hmm.. and i think i'm goin nuts.. i'm hearing things.. and seeing shadows.. my mind.. tricks, it plays.

1 am (Sunday, August 19th)
my eyes.. they're failing me.. food ration still plenty.. but a feeling in my gut predicts a mutiny rising among the crew.. home seems so far away now.. and it is.. living our days now staring into space.. remembering our friends and family at home.. our girls.. we're only hoping they're still waiting for us.. moral is low..air is getting thin.. i dunno how much longer we'll last.. pray..

2 am (Sunday, August 19th)
all form of energy almost exhausted.. one by one.. the crew falls to unconsciousness.. i fear i might be next.. experiencing dizziness and foggy vision..
i.. can't.. stay on much.. aaahhh..zzzzzzzz *snore... zzzzz

zzzzz....

5 am (Sunday, August 19th)
a lapse in our memories.. last we remembered it was 0227 in the am. Sunrise.something we've all been longin' for. new hope.

6 am (Sunday, August 19th)
mission is still incomplete.. the crew is tired and hungry.. the cold is extreme. and we've downed the last drop of pepsi.

7 am (Sunday, August 19th)
That's it folks.. we've made it to daylight. Mission still incomplete but only a little more. And what is the last and most biggest news of the night?

The Laksa cup noodle by Nissin sucks! there are creaky noises from the back room at night, i need one of those deodorant ball thingies for my shoes (ek!! yeargh!! peeyoo.. yet strangely enchanting and highly addictive).. also, i think after last night, i need a whole new playlist on my iPod.. any doners?

now let me get back to work..deh.
aigh..

mission note: what happened last night.. the things we did to survive.. everything we had to go thru.. no one must ever find out.. i.. i am so.. ashamed.
(gun to the head.. pulls trigger..)