It's 5:53 am right now -- do you know where your Break a Leg crew is?

Around 50 minutes ago we finished shooting in one of the coolest locations ever -- The Hotel Majestic, a real, supposedly haunted hotel in San Francisco that was built in 1904. I'll include the link in the morning because I'm insanely tired but -- suffice to say, they're amazingly cool to let us shoot there and it's a beautiful, beautiful place.

'Cause the only way to shoot there when the music at the bar is turned off is to shoot it late (that sentence was all kinds of bad), we started shooting at around 11 pm. That's right, 11 pm. You wonder why there is no Jennifer Blog today? It's because he was there too, as was Skip (Sebastian), Flynn (Larry), and of course, Hillary, Dustin, Justin, Dashiell and I.

Why am I still up?

This is how dedicated Justin and Dashiell are. Today is Tuesday (well, Wednesday) and they have work. Because there's just no way they're going to sleep and make it in time for work, they're spending NOW getting ready for what they're doing in.. well, 4 hours. On no sleep. After shooting for 6 hours.

People have asked us what advice we have for filmmakers? Do it because you love it and do it to perfection. Don't complain, work hard, give it all you've got, bleed film and art, and you'll get there. Are we there? Not just yet. Do I think we will be? I think so. I hope so. I think so.

Anyway, the footage looks amazing. I can't wait for you guys to see this episode and all the interesting shots, scenes, etc. that are in it.

And, finally, thanks again for watching us and commenting and, in general, being fans. There's a reason we do this and it's mostly because we know you're there, and you're watching, and you're telling friends, and you're quoting our quotes, and it's damn worth not sleeping a day or two to get the kind of support you've given us.

So thanks!

I'm going to go now and stare at Justin and Dashiell angrily, hoping that, one day, perhaps soon, Justin will take me out of the underground, creepy basement-like place where they work and drive me to my bed, where I will sleep and dream of film, and art, and, not sleeping for all of it.

Night!

-Yuri