"Upon receiving the message with the ftp details, I sat down to edit, ready, motivated and dedicated. I then went to pick up a beer from my fridge, but noticed that there was none. No beer no editing, so I headed to the market to get me some beer. On my way there, I was kidnapped by a gang of fierce japanese hitmen who used me as a hostage. They took me all the way to the airport where they would make their getaway, and as I was a witness and there was no other way to take care of me at given time they put me in a baggage to Indonesia. By the time the guards had discovered me I was already in Indochina, as they had apparently confused the destinations, and I was arrested for travelling illegaly. Approximately 5 minutes upon entering the prison, a big bunch of muscular prisoners revolved against the guards, and using explosives of unknown identity they got the prison demolished - I managed to live through this and run away unnoticed.. or so I thought, because suddenly a hypercenetic psychotic man in a mouse suit appeared out of nowhere and tried to rape me. I barely got away from his claws and I ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran.. But it was already past midnight, the twenty four hours had passed and the day was lost."