A time of dreams...a time of hopes...a time of Aprilness...well, I guess. Sadly no April Fool's jokes played on or by me. I know, sad right?! First, down to business. I'm working on a dance piece for early May. I'll tell all about it as it gets closer. Needless to say I'm dancing in it and being my awesome self, so it will be amazing. Other than that, auditioning, working out, trying to be sexy...at least trying. Oh, and just worked on a photo shoot with about 8 different photographers being overseen by Lois Greenfield. Way cool pictures! And way beautiful dancers I was working with.
Now let me tell you a story about the mines. Okay, so only my family will get that reference. For those of you not in my family, let me just say this is not a story about the mines. Honestly, it's a story about forgetting the story I had in mind. How lame is that! Let's just say that my story is a brief one describing how unbelivably sore and destroyed I was after the photo shoot this last weekend. The End. Did you like it? Straight, simple, and to the point. It has a happy ending, because I'm not sore anymore!
Yeah for almost spring!!
