So thrilled about this acting gig. Going to have to figure out how to break it to Dad that it's a video game. NO DAD YOU DON'T GET IT I'M NOT JUST ONE IN A CAST OF HUNDREDS THIS TIME, I'M THE STAR. Just like Grandpa!

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Got the script. Stabbed the courier in the skull with my second mouth. Hope they have spares. Couriers, not scripts. Imma hold onto that thing for dear life.

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Visited the set today. It reminded me SO MUCH of Granddad's old stomping grounds, it brought a tear to my— my— well. I certainly drooled a lot, let's put it that way.

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Saw a prop gal brought her infant daughter to work today. I remember playing peekaboo… Once.

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Since it's a game, the script's a lot more… flexible than working on a picture. I get free run of the set, to spring out at the heroine any time I want. The director told me to just go nuts. So I did.

The replacement director should be here early next week.

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Those Working Joes give me the CREEPS.
/shudders all the way down to my tail/

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NOT COOL. I'm all for being a good sport but they gave Ripley a flamethrower. Get away from me, you bitch!!

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MAN it is dark in here.