LOG - Day 1: Heh, Taylor. Have you seen this gadget-thing yet? Heh, it's--yeah--they want us to talk into this every day.--I dunno.--Yeh sure.--I dunno--y'know, nothin' I guess. They screw me outta 250 grand and then they want me to keep a fucking diary? Hehe.

LOG - Day 2: Jesus Christ would you stop fuckin' beeping?!

LOG - Day 3: Huh?--No.--No not--well I am now. I'm doing it now!--Jesus.

LOG - Day 4: Yeah. This fuckin' bubble is a shithole. Four gat damn days now and our A/C is already busted. BUSTED. OUR A/C.

LOG - Day 5: Well, at--what?--No.--NO TAYLOR, I AM DOIN' IT NOW. WOULD YOU--What?--NO, HONEY. NO, SWEETIE.--Huh?--Yeah. Yeah I know. Jesus.--Oh, our A/C is fixed.