Also, the Piranha is on fire.

Bwa ha ha ha. Besides the love of getting to set and working. The cherry on top of all that whipped cream is hearing the words "Here's your voucher". Excuse me, I think I need to change my underwear. Whatever possessed me to go to set without at least a deck of cards. I read Shibumi for a while, but when you're reading, and then the person beside you puts down his book, looking obviously bored by it, cautiouslly looking in your direction to see if you also might put down your book to converse and thus quell his said boredom, can you in good conscience ignore that and attempt to continue reading your fantabulous book? The answer to that from this side is no.

I wish it were a little cooler. Not that I don't love the hot. It's difficult to craft delicious creations when the ambient temperature in the room is about 31 degree's, thus being too warm to properly cool said creations, diminishing them of a crisp crack.

It's Friday. Do your parents know where you are?