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Sleep Test

Substance : Coke (coca cola) 1.5 litre bottle . "The Real Thing" ...

Test : To see if working at night (comp stuff) is more productive than working (comp stuff) in the DAY.

Experiment Start Time : (after dinner) 8pm . I had noodles and beef for dinner . Just enough to fill me up . I start guzzling several caffeine containing drinks . Mainly Coffee . I chat a bit and generally get the 'bored' feeling (when no one is talking to me , and I don't know what else to talk to people about , aka 'writer's block') ... since I am not a writer , more of a theoricist and philosopher (without the fuckingaypurplewizardhat and twinkley stars costume, thank you very much) ... yeah , since I am more a thinker , I inteprete this LULL in my msn/yahoo/icq activity means that I should DO SOME SHIT !!! How True . I actually start getting productive . Doing all the things that need to be done . And I do em well ... ooh yeah . MOONS make me feeeeel productive alright .

WELL LET'S SEE A WHOLE LIST OF THINGS I DID ON THIS SUPER PRODUCTIVE TO BE REMEMBERED DAY KNOWN AS THE 1ST OF JULY . (ACTUALLY IT WAS 30TH JUNE)

THINGS I DID TODAY THAT MAKES ME A KING :
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- KILLED A GRIZZLY BEAR . NOT .
- DREAMT I WAS MAKING OUT WITH A PLETHORA OF HOT NUBILE WOMEN IN THE SACRED AND BEAUTIFUL GARDEN OF GARTEN LE PINGO ... WHERE THERE IS EVERLASTING BLISSSS!!!
- WOKE UP (FEELING SOMEWHAT TERRIFICLY AWESOME !!!) *wonder why*
- MADE SOME PINGO-SANDWICHES, THE ONLY WAY TO EAT ... PINGOWAY
- DECIDED TO CLEAN UP MY ROOM . RID THE ENTIRE ROOM OF DUST AND ALL OTHER EVIL AMOEBA .
- CLEANED UP MY ROOM THOROUGHLY . AND I MEAN THOUROUGHLY .
- VACUUMED MY ROOM .
- APPLIED ANTI-STATIC DUST WIPES ON MY PARQUET FLOORING
- RESHIFTED MY ENTIRE ROOM LAYOUT .
- RE-ARRANGED ALL THE FURNITURE IN MY ROOM .
- SO NOW MY COMP IS FACING THE WINDOW WITH THE VIEW ... VERY NICE ... AND IT MAKES IT EASIER TO PRACTICE THAT 'LOOK AT A FAR AWAY OBJECT EVERY 15 MINS THAT YOU ARE AT THE COMPUTER'
- GOT SO ENGROSSED IN CLEANING, ARRANGING ETC, THAT I DID'NT REALIZED I SPENT 6 HOURS DOING THAT ALONE AND TOTALLY SKIPPED LUNCH . NO WONDER I HAD HUNDER PANGS .
- AT 4PM , MY ROOM IS SET TO GO . WIRE IST KONNACHT *.*
- 4PM TO 6PM , SURFING AND CHATTING OF COURSE , LIKE A TRUE PINGO GEEK .
- 6PM TO 8 OR 9 PM ... SOME NAPPING + A NICE DINNER :) YUMMY
- 9AM : DECIDED TO TEST THE 'WORKING AT NIGHT IS BETTER THEORY'. START OF EXPERIMENT. COFFEELOADING, ETC ETC BEGINS.
- 12MN : FEELING TIRED . SOME COKE (COCA COLA) SHOULD DO THE TRICK . HUNGRY ? YEAH . EAT SOME CHOCOLATE . OOH YEAH . SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR .
- 2 AM : I SUDDENLY START GETTING MOTIVATED AND EXCITED TO JUST WRITE TONS AND TONS OF STUFF ABOUT MY RESUME , ETC ... AND POST EM ONLINE !!! LIKE SENT A FEW RESUME LIKE EMAILS TO SOME VIDEO PRODUCTION HOUSES ... (I AM GOING TO BE THE NEXT LUC BESSON) . CORRECTION : I AM THE YOUNGER AND CHINESE VERSION OF LUC BESSON . AND I HAVE EVEN BETTER IDEAS THAN YOUUU BABY . MUCH RESTEPT TO YOU THOUGH STILL . YOU INSPIRED ME LUC ... MUA MUA MUA ...
- 3 AM : READ THE SINGAPOREFILMCOMMISSION TEXTS ABOUT THE SCRIPT DEVELOPMENT GRANT . I AM SURE TO GET IT . YES . 31 JULY IS A GOOD DAY TO HAND IT IN . A GOOD DEADLINE . I WILL FINISH MINE BEFORE THAT THOUGH . AND I'M SURE PLACES LIKE BERLIN OR WHEREVER WILL HAVE SUCH FUNDS AND GRANTS AS WELL . I WILL DEFINITELY GET THE GRANTS . ALL KINDS OF GRANTS , AND MANY GRANTS . FOR I HAVE A BIG MISSION , A BIG GAME TO PLAY !!!
- 4 AM : STILL WIDE AWAKE LIKE SOMEONE WHO JUST DRANK A WHOLE POT OF TONGKAT ALI TEA (TONGKAT-ALI WORKS BTW, NOT THAT I HAVE ANYTHING WRONG WITH MY SUPER LOVE SABER (TM) ;)
TONGKAT ALI IS THE *ONLY* REAL HARD DRUG THERE IS .
- 5, 6 AM : I'M TYPING THE SCRIPT ALREADY ! FORMULATING IDEAS FOR A SCRIPT . A FIRST SCRIPT THAT AIMS TO STICK TO THE CONSERVATIVE GUIDELINES OF THE SINGPAORE FILM COMMISSION . IT'S THE $$$ BABY . BUT YOU KNOW GUYS , SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO USE WORDS LIKE "FUCK" AND "YOU DUMB FUCKING DEUTSCH CUNT" TO GET THE MESSAGE ACROSS ... MAYBE WHEN I FIND OUT FOR MYSELF HOW MUCH THEY ARE WILLING TO BEND, FOR THE SAKE OF "THE CULTURAL OPENING UP OF SINGAPORE" THAT IS *STILL SO HIGHLY ANTICIPATED* . "FUCK!". THAT WAS THE FIRST WORD THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE MOVIE SCRIPT. THE FIRST WORD THE AUDIENCE WERE TO HEAR. (and probably the first word to get muted) I'd still write it my way though , till somebody launches a "fuckwords are of the devil" campaign, most likely spearheaded by fundamental _insert MILF like sounding religious fanaticus oranization name_ . People Fuck, New people are born, People Fuck, more people are born, Every1 fucks, more people get born, and more people die. Fuck. *** THE WORD FUCK, CRUDE AS IT MAY SOUNDS, HAS SO MANY MEANINGS, SO MANY FACES, THAT It definitely HAS to be the MOST POPULAR, most RECOGNIZED, most GLAMOURFIED, most SEXUAL, most SENSUAL, most EMOTIONAL and most EVERYTHING , that I hereby right now , declare the word "FUCK" as the KING of all words in the english dictionary. I am a writer. I write KING ASS STYLE movies. and what better word, than the word FUCK, the King of ALL words ever invented, should be place right at the start of the movie? and at the end too !!! It has so many numerous cultural and philosophical meanings, deep twists and secrets to the plot, the script, and in the mind of the author (ME, jackass) ... that arty farty decaff sippin dudes chillin at upscale coffee houses can spend an almost infinite amount of time talking about the movie . THE MOVIE . *THE MOVIE OF THE CENTURY !!!* THE MOVIE OF THE UNIVERSE !!! All that for a measely 6.50 movie entrance fee? I mean, you spend 10, 20 bucks tithing into a little red bag at church EVERY Sunday, and every Sunday (no offense to good pastors) ... you leave the place feeling "a little touched" ... by what ? "I don't know" ... erm , it's hard to describe ... erm erm erm ... you know , I felt closer . (insert formulaic christian chatter / bible study discussion / post-preach contemplation . If EVERYONE went to see my show, for 6.50 ... You will leave, together with ALL of your cinema mates totally changed . Totally changed . You will never think the world that you have been experiencing for the past what 20/30 years is the same again . You will be just like , this frog , let's call him 'froggy' ... ALL HIS PATHETIC LIFE , He sleeps, eats and shits in this lonely hell hole of a place called the 'frogbowl' . FUCK dude, there ain't nuttin to DO there . I can't even swim or move in this shithole. That's what the frog is thinking. Then suddenly , this small pretty cute girl with lovey dovey eyes comes to the rescue of this frog . She takes the bowl (the hell hole) ... and says to the frog . "Gee Froggy, what up wit ur bowl thang? It be so small ma left titties could get stuck in there ... So , the little girl , being a TRUE experience giver in her heart secretly wraps the bowl up , and brings the terribly misinformed froggy to this place ... called ... THE OCEAN ... She lays the fragile bowl on the sand and the frog's heart is thumping to the excitement. The excitement of what lies ahead ... All along in his life ... he had believed that there was something greater , FAR greater , than ANYTHING HE COULD POSSIBLY IMAGINE . He held this vision in his mind. Deeply imprinted. and he refused to believe ANY other possibility . If he died due to sheer excitement , it would be worth every second of his life ... The GIRL , the ANGEL , asks quietly , a whisper . Are you ready mr. froggy? *croaK* was the reply . (frogtalk translation: *croaK* = "what the fuck? OF CUZ I'm ready biatttch !!! I've waiting my whole life for this moment , quick ! show me da goodies !!!") ... so ... the ANGEL GIRL slowly slowly removes the cloth covering the bowl ... slowly slowly, bit by bit ... the once unseen world would now be shown to mr. dear froggy. AS THE LAST OF THE CLOTH was taken off , Mr dear froggy had an expression on his frog face . One that ... combines , the sadness , the regret ... the misfortune that he could'nt do anything about , about being stuck ... for almost his whole life ... in a BOWL ... a JAR ... and now , in his last times , his last breathes ... He sees ... HEAVEN ... AN OCEAN !!! AN OCEAN SO BIG I CAN'T SEE THE END TO BOWL! Is there even a BOWL even ??? How does this thing work ? Would'nt everything spill without a BOWL ? He takes a closer look as the ANGEL CHILD whispers to him ... dear Frogchylde, This is the ocean . Where you belong ... It is a vast and beautiful place with no boundaries ... you are free to go whereever you please . You are FREE . to do WHATEVER you want to do ... Moving slower towards the lure of the ocean, until he was engulfed ... by the waves , where they brought him ... Home . Where he belonged . A whole new world .

*ahem* stretches. what was I talking about? argh it's 8am. time to sleep. the sun's up ... yikes . nite nite nite . ciaozzers !!!

// posted by Pingo on Thursday, July 01, 2004

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