June 2013
8 posts
Oh, ALSO, I got an offer for a contract with the San Diego Ballet. For the lowest rung on the ladder, but I’m on the fucking ladder!
WISH I COULD TOAST TO THIS BUT ALCOHOL’S GOT CALORIES.
My career. IT’S MOVING.
OMG I JUST FOUND A PAIR OF BLACK CORDUROY PANTS IN OUR HOUSE AND THEY FIT ME AND THEY’RE A SIZE 26S. CAN I GET A WUT WUT.
May 2013
4 posts
March 2013
1 post
February 2013
5 posts
So I’ve recently watched The Shining, American Psycho, and Warrior. Which might explain why last night I dreamt Christian Bale was chasing me around a hotel, killing everyone I love, and finally chaining me to the floor so he could drop a washing machine on my knees so that I could never dance again.
AND AS FUNNY AS THAT SOUNDS OUT LOUD I WOKE UP SCREAMING OKAY.
They call her The Artist. The deaths for which she is responsible are not in themselves beautiful. No. No, those are gruesome and grisly as her father’s leer six whiskeys deep. And I can attest to both. Were she simply renowned for her ability to end breath so severely or so, uniquely, she’d be…
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