17 MAY 2007. THURSDAY. 10:39PM.

Dear diary,

- Forgive my absence at pending down my attempt at witty life observations accompanied by close-up shots of food I eat. My life has been D-U-L-L. I would make myself fall asleep just thinking about the week I had.

- Help me make up my mind about what to do with the block of fresh brownie I baked tonight. It's not sweet enough to feed the hungry and I hate eating brownies myself. Why do I always go against my better judgment. I never should bake chocolate anything.

- Why did a simple spoof of The Secret on Chaser last night turn into a full blown heated discussion at work today? Why do guys not believe in self-help publications and hate Oprah so much? Don't they know she gave away 276 cars one time?

- I'm feeling slightly anxious because this website was part of a discussion at our production meeting this week and I have been skirting around it's existence since. Please don't let them google me. But you have found me, I have no dirt on you and I really really really love my job.

Goodnight.