A/N: I'm doing yet something else that deprives me from my job as an author, so I have brought you page two from my memoirs of the IZ cast and creating Project 59. Hooray. ******************

Zim stopped dead in his tracks when he saw who I was about to 'cuddle' with. Dib forgot all about the Italian-Mob-Boss-Looking-Mexican-Girl that was ready to pounce on him, and snarled staring at the Green boy in standing in the door. Unhappily, I sunk back to my seat and sighed.

Dib: Zim! What are you doing here!?!

Zim: Diiiiisgusting Dib human, why must you ruin my iiiiiinterview!?!

Dib: I'm going to destroy you, Zim!

I pulled out the newspaper and started to read the Astrological readings. Under Virgo it said: "Lot's of steamy-attraction, but other than that today will suck."

Dib: Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but I will eventually expose you for the alien you are!

Zim: Shut UP Dib-monkey, I've had enough! Interview lady, interview me!

Setting down my paper, I motioned for Zim to take a seat infront of my desk as well.

Zim: Zim will sit where he wants!

Bonez: Sit down, shut up and stop refering yourself in the third person.

Zim: Allright! But because I want to!

He sat down and gave Dib a dirty look. I rubbed my forehead thinking how much that article was going to be right.

Bonez: Ok Zim........would you like agree to star in my new show: Project 59?

Zim: Oh yeeees.......and how will I out-shine that big-headed bimbo to my left!

Dib: Hey! My head's not that big!

Bonez: That's not entirelly bad....**pervertive wink**

Dib: Huh? What's not bad?

Bonez: **holds forehead** Aye-curumba......

Gaz walked into the door with her Gameslave and sat down mumbling something.

Gaz: Make this quick, I'm on the 10th level.

Bonez: Ok.......Would you agree to act in my new show called Project 59?

Gaz: Can I kill my idiot brother?

Bonez: No, but after I hand-cuff him to my bed posts and spray Tequilla over his lushious body then proceeding to lick it off, I suppose you can bruise him up alittle. **WHOO**

Dib: Hey!

Zim: **cackle** Yes! And then I shall enslave all humanity!

Dib: No Zim, I'll stop you! Even until there's no breath left in my body, I will save the Earth from your Zim-alien-race-people!

Gaz looked up from her game at me with spooky doom.

Gaz: I'll do it if I can inflict alot of bruises.

Bonez: Ok, deal.

She smirked evily and went back to playing her game. Suddenly, Illana Montiego(the girl who plays Raye) walked into my room and shook my hand.

Illana: **ponting to fighting Dib and Zim** Are they ok?

Bonez: **sigh** Normal as ever.......will you take the job?

Illana: Sure, but which one do I have to kiss?

Bonez: **evil-glare-of-evilness** Both......

Illana: Whoo! I'm gonna kiss Dib and........some alien dude!

Twidling my fingers in all holy-rage, I raised an eyebrow at her.

Bonez: Yes.......aren't you the lucky one?

As soon as Illana turned around, I stuck my middle finger high in the air to show my dislike for her special role. Gaz must have saw this, because she cackled as I put it back down. Then, two hallways down you could hear GIR's loud squeal as he approached my office. Poor me.

Gir: TA-QUI-TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS!

He flew in my room using his jets and plopped in my lap. Staring up at me with those blank eyes, he grinned stupidly.

Gir: Are you Taco lady!?!

Bonez: **sigh** Yes.......I am Taco Lady. Do you want to star in my.......uh........Taco-filled commerical complete with piggy plushies?

Getting as close to an answer as possible, he did the ^_^ thing and gave me a hug.

Gir: I like you.

I patted his head and cleared my throat.

Bonez: Well, since everyone has agreed, there's no problem with everyone being in the studio next week for the first shooting, is it?

To this day I don't know if anyone even heard me. Dib and Zim were about to get into a fist-fight, Gaz was telling her brother to shut up and Illana was too busy admiring her hair in the closest mirror to pay attention. I stared down at Gir who'd lost all recolection of who I was and blurting out random words. I sunk down in my big fluffy chair once again and tapped my fingers on the big oak desk.

Bonez: I hate my life..........Any-whoo, **looks at you, the reader** Please check out my Invader Zim story: Project 59. It has love, betrayal, lust, mystery, humor, sci-fi stuff and the most important of all: Violence. Have a nice day, even though mine's gone to hell and back. Later.