It's 2AM and we're all still online

These days, it's interesting how you post something on your Facebook, Twitter or Plurk and even at 2 in the morning, someone will reply to you.

Which made me ask the question, before all of this came online, what were we doing at 2AM?

And they answered...

BLUE EAGLET: There are naughty answers to that... and then there are geeky answers like mine--reading. Haha

JPANGILINAN: nothing good happens after 2 am

GIZOPHRENIA: staring at space

Gavin_E_Hoh: talking to each other face to face at some cafe or roadside stall?

Gavin_E_Hoh: some do ... But they're sitting there sms-ing someone else. Or at least that's what one sees in KL

psychoCOW: we'd rent out like a dozen VHS tapes and have movie marathons. Or get plastered. Or both.

jovefrancisco: reading comic books, watching tv, listening to music and eating.

Merlinda Betorin: sleeping our hearts out...

Telly Arce: reading books

Krischelo Delgado: why, WORKING, of course!

Erica Kaiserin: Watching tv or movies on CD... After midnight snack... Reading novels... Non fiction... Blogging... Texting... Talking on the fone until sunrise... Oh yes, sleeping :D

Camille Portugal Garcia: sleeping and hanging out with the Sandman.... :)

Rachelle Bedia: having coffee of eating at some joint open till late... tapa king! yum!

Rocelle Aragon: trying to find out who was still awake to text, reading particularly pointless magazines, & putting off monday by stretching out sunday night.

Sunny Dumayas: Probably drunk.

Lenore Laluna: or doing the wrestling under the sheets kind of thing. for the lucky souls out there...LOL!

Owen Ilagan: well, it is a holiday today so no work. :) But before this there was computer games!

Lette Teodosio: drinking?

Petite Gaces Gatela: if not sleeping, reading or heading home from some event...eating out with you guys in north park or goodah...or playing warcraft in greenhills. good times...! :-)

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