I'm so tired. That's really only the beginning of my problems. I'm not only running low on sleep every night, but I'm running low on energy. Like, it is as if I have a lack of energy and motivation. My body (specifically in my arms and my legs) is killing me. I guess it's the work that is killing my body. I never tell myself that something is too much work, and I guess that's my flaw and makes me stubborn. I just want the set done, and tell myself to do what it takes in order to get it done. But running on caffeine and soreness isn't cutting it. I'm happy doing it, but is happiness leading to aches and pains. Being tired, it makes me emotionally tiresome. Almost pitiful. I have to say though, it's quite refreshing to feel my muscles tense up when I pick up the remote. It either shows strength or weakness. I'll decide later.

I have to comment on Rocky Horror and get some things off my chest... or corset. The production itself is fantastic. Is there a good story? No, not really, but it's fun and risque. Two requirements for either having a good time or get knocked up. In this case, it works. As much beef I have with Dan, I have to say that he really did a great job directing this show. But, there are moments when he throws in what we like to call Danisms: stupid little jokes that really serve no purpose. The choreography is amazing. As much beef I have with Erin, she has truly shown off much talent as a choreographer. She however has left some of the choreography up to the individual actors, which I highly disagree with, but hey, that's showbiz. Jonathan has managed to convince me that he is this character. I completely forget it's him and think it's Frank n' Furter. The flaws of the show: some areas are poorly casted, although I must say that last night's rehearsal left me feeling a little bit easier on my disagreement with the director's choice for roles. I'm excited to film! I've discussed the matter with Dan and he approves me shooting at different angles every night. My favorite will either be the God's Eye shot or the shot up close in front of the catwalk. Being such a weird show, I'm actually glad Gordon is producing it. This is the type of thing which I've thought about before: people discovering a side to themselves, but afraid the world is going to condemn it dark and hideous. This show is definitely condemned dark and hideous, but it's fun seeing people who are really into it enjoying themselves and having fun. I don't like to dress in high heels, fishnet stalkings, and corsets, but if it makes someone happy to do so, then it's great. I have a weird feeling it's going to be worse than what I have described above. There's no telling what to expect with a show like this. All I know is that I'm not cleaning the theatre up after each show.

Well, I guess it's back to work, where I shall pull muscles and tear ligaments. Good thing summer is coming up. Ahhh, Universal! I should just keep that in mind. This is the last show of the season. If I can bite the bullet and live to work one more week, everything will be alright. My daily routine consists of waking up and going, coming home and somehow falling asleep whenever I can, waking up and going again. It's really hard. I don't know why I'm bitching about it. I'm getting paid to do it. Well, that's greedy, but at least I have my motivation back.