March 06, 2003 | 2:18 PM

My play is going to be so fucking AWESOME. SO AWESOME, I can�t believe how excellent everyone is. I don�t want to give too much of it away for all you folks that are going to come see it, but it is going to ROCK.

It is going to be so sexy and so poignant and well acted and costumed and sung. And you are going to fucking LOVE it.

Again, I just have to say this. Repetitive shmetitive. Now that we are really into the swing of rehearsals, I am soooooooooooooooooooo happy. I need to be in a play all the time. It energizes and heals me, and suddenly I�m sexy and fun and good humored and also intense and well focused and on point. And it�s better than anything else in the whole world.

Oh, I need someone to run lines with me. I want to get off book within the next couple days so I�ll have more freedom of movement on stage and be able to play around more with my character. Anyone wanna help me? There might be a free dinner in it for you�

I managed to catch the very last T home yesterday, a little buzzed from several Newcastles, and very happy.

I was the only person in my car, so I danced. I did my own Busby Berkeley number around the poles and on the seats. I twirled and spun and high kicked. I did the time step and a couplke maxi fords. I was ON FIRE. Then some stupid people had to get on the train and kinda ruin it for me. But I was still really happy.

After I got home and blabbed all about my fabulous night on diaryland, I put on my black lace nightgown and I made myself some chicken noodle soup. I put croutons in the soup. I also drank some hot chocolate and watched The Godfather until I feel asleep.

I�m really really REALLY happy right now.

Here�s another image re Cabaret that I think captures the essence of the show so well.

Oh man this show IS GONNA BE SO FUCKING GOOD.

(I just submitted my publicity bio today. It�s pretty boring. Meh.)

Oh yeah, and this is pretty good. I fucking hate our "Presdient"