I don't know what to do. I have no footage. They're paying me to be here but there's nothing to do. I've heard that there's lots to do but they won't tell me what it is.

I've been sitting here since six pretending to review my edit from yesterday, while in fact downloading games. Would be nice if I could play the games in peace, but I feel like I should be doing something so I'm continuously swapping between browsers so people don't know I'm not working. I would work! I would, it makes the day go by quicker. But the footage is incomplete and tape 29 is nowhere to be found. So I thought, "Pass the time by writing a blog." Thought it would be good since nobody's been updating recently.

Eyelids falling. Oooh! I could read my book! But then they'll know. And I'll be fired. Can't get fired after one week surely. Perhaps scolded? That would be entertaining. Although I don't like being in trouble. Someone else must be scolded! But they're all working. No reason to be repremanded.

Maybe I should have a smoke. Or go hide somewhere. Or dial long distance phone numbers for kicks. Wait, what are these tapes? Nope. Don't want Lakefarm Marathon tapes.

Oh crisis, it's only 8:30. No, 8:25. Maybe I should go poke someone. Willem doesn't like being poked. Then I'd have to get up. I wonder what the cap is on this server. Maybe should stop downloading stuff. No, I will take full responsibility and plead ignorance.

I like my mouse. I wonder when I'm getting my Mac. Schalk has his already. Sure he's the boss but we should never ignore the underlings.

I hope they don't put a toll gate on the N1. That'll suck. Andy says it's already approved.

Oooh, there's the boss. shit.