So here I am, 4:25 in the morning, Tuesday 24th June 2008. Why am i awake? I have no idea! I cant sleep. I've tried. But my mind is racing. In fourteen hours Devious Theatre will be taking to the Watergate stage with Trainspotting. And the wee cast of eleven includes me! My official credit is "Cast of Thousands" Imagine getting the phone call that informs you of that! The closest I ever came to a heart attack i think! But eight weeks on, it has proven possible to inhabit all the different characters. And with two amazing directors and an incredible cast, to help, offer advice, offer criticism, encourage and discourage, i've made it through the rehearsals. And now comes the night we've been working towards. Opening night. Scared? You bet your ass I am.

Reading back over that last few lines, its pretty damn egotistical. (Is it?) Trainspotting has been a fantastic experience. A smouldering cauldron of ideas, creativity, hard work, and laughter. Everyone in the cast, from Ross right down to me has worked themselves into the ground to bring the best possible show to the stage. We've rehearsed through hangovers, flus, heat, cold, work restraints, space restraints, tiredness, even tonsilitis! And it's all been worth it.

On Sunday morning, the doors of the Watergate opened to us. And there we are for the week. Working, eating, sleeping! Speaking of such, i should be sleeping right now. But i cant. I've attempted counting sheep. But i'm so wound up, my imaginary sheep keep finding more interesting things to do than be counted.

The sun's coming up. God, I need sleep. I can't be tired tomorrow. I can't let everyone down. I need to be alert. I need to be energised. I need to be focused. I need to sleep!

Opening night. Scared? You bet your ass i am.

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