When I was writing Speaking Japanese I got really excited when I wrote these back to back scenes in the movie; I described them by saying that in the first scene I created this beautiful, little snow globe, with the tiny little town and all the wonderful little lights and houses and every perfect flake of snow falling just so, and then, in the next scene, I took that snow globe, put it in a brown, paper bag and smashed it into a million pieces with a big fucking hammer. Yeah, maybe a little much? Sure. Kind of pretentious? Absolutely. Completely accurate? You don't even know. Well, we shot the snow globe scene tonight and I really don't know if I've ever been this happy in my entire life. I really don't feel like there's any hyperbole in that statement; that's just the truth. Mike and Ashleigh ran through the scene perfectly the first take; it was so perfect that if we just took that and put it in the movie I would be completely satisfied-we won't, we shot other stuff and we can create a better scene with angles and all, but still. I really don't feel like I can do justice to how amazing it felt to see something I wrote performed so perfectly. Tonight revitalized me and invigorated me in a way that just shouldn't be possible. Now I'm just carrying on. On the bad side I lost the game for the first time all week-and twice while writing this-though we did have an interesting discussion about the meaning and spelling of high-faloutin, which I was the authority on since I'm the only one who cottons to sayin it.