What is there to write about, really? We were at that institute thing at Itäkeskus and did a few scenes, then spent the rest of the time making fun of some dead general guy on TV while contemplating whether prime minister Matti Vanhanen could marry the young hip-hop artist "Pikku-G" if he really, really wanted to. No, I have no idea why, please don't ask. In other news, the director keeps hinting that soon we won't be able to use the place or something like that ... Which is alright, since the place really sucks as a setting anyway. I mean, come on, brick walls on a space station? I think not.