Standing up onstage was like being on a firing line. The main roles were going quickly and as each one was called and I hadn't really seen one person trade... I was getting more nervous. Larry called my name and my stomach flipped... he then said I was going to be "Sooo dissappointed..." my throat was starting to get that first-stage-of-crying thing... but then he announced...

I was Frank N Furter. I fucking got Frank N Furter. How the hell did I get that lucky? I had the reaction of a chick winning Ms. America.. seriously. I heard my friends scream out for me, and I immediately went into "holy shit" mode to get costuming and Frank's crazy makeup together.

And I did it.