AND?

I started with my dance classmates.  Some of them were young, still living with parents - or at least highly dependent on Mom and Dad - so the chances that they'd be interested in performing for peanuts was very high.  I also enlisted the help of a couple of friends who had some dancing chops.…

Fuck.

Jen...Jen, Jen.  Jen.  Jen. Fuck. My safe haven has been compromised.  Where else was I going to work?  I could not for the life of me find the strength to will myself into accepting her as my boss.  It would be too much of a bruise to my ego.  I had to save face and…

Tough Break

Getting back to Tampa was a relief - I'd never been happier to be back in familiar territory.  No worries about getting back and forth to work, where to eat, permits or a runty little man smoking weed in my bathroom.  Of course, it was a bit mundane at first: the girls at work weren't…

This Just In…

Once back in Orlando, I was eager for September 12 to arrive.  I had a great time in New York, but I was ready for my career at Snizney to start.  A fellow dancer from the dance company back in Gainesville was already working for them and loving it.  But in the meantime, bills still needed to be…