i hate it hate it hate it when people toy around with the suns of studioland. Especially the ones i am directly seated under.  Especially when it is dark at night.  Just half an hour before closing time, a few suns got shot down by an invisible force which caused a huge uproar, of course by yours truly.  Profanities were hurled at the "bastard" who was playing with them, but the "bastard" was nowhere to be found.  It took me all week to get settled down to finally do THE FIRST SKETCH OF THE CENTURY and this had to happen- ok, ok i'll stop exaggerating, the first sketch of the semester.  

I lost all mood to carry on and since i was high on sing-along music, i started to play on the guitar and had duets with Scoobs till he had to leave for Broobs.  

The last person to leave studioland bid any presences goodbye and prayed hard that the sun would be put back on in the morning.

Dreamland here i come.