Brought to You by Eating Disorder! and Sonic!

confessional

It is the only authentic Nijinsky choreography that exists. No matter what they say in France : home of the people who ruined Nijinsky on May 29, 1913.

I had been waxing ridiculous for years on my blogspot “This Is Not Swan Lake” for a bit. I pretty much only had the capacity to emo blog and a good solid knowledge of the Rite because my Dad showed me how to work the reel to reel (then he left me with Stravinsky and a bunch of Mothers of Invention reels and no supervision.  At 8. Your questions are now all answered.).

Somehow my blog became syndicated and being the only person with the Joffrey original performance on YouTube (I have no memory of getting that) I got popular.  There is no way this collective ever looked at my b log whose tag line was “selling ballet in barrooms one F-Bomb at a time”. 

Anyway this syndication  fell apart and it collided oddly at the same time that I reached my zenith with body dysmorphia.   I was almost at 95 lb and you don’t get those jutting bones by “cutting down carbs”. You gotta own it.

So I stopped writing about the ballet and got Olympic level busy with self-destruction and all that crap and then, you know, they open a Sonic  and then you find out you’re really good at making pie crust and well well, here we are. 

But I needed to learn more about the ballet and so I had to communicate with Hodson and Archer.  I could have written a letter. But I chose to go full jailhouse with Millicent.

I turned my blog into prison and Millicent Hodson was the baddest bitch there so I went at her and punched her in the face. She would naturally kick my ass but at least I would make a name for myself by going to the Top Dog and getting it over with .

Essentially I just wrote a couple of posts  really denigrating her. And she contacted me and told me to stop referring to myself as a Philistine ( I did it a lot).

That explains very succinctly her level of commitment to preserving this ballet.  

She and Kenneth are so invested that their hearts are able to see past stupid pony tricks like I pulled and so they let me draw them in and ask them questions . In fact look what they gave m dwhich allowed me to begin a digital archive of the dancers – how had that not been done? I mean who wouldn’t want to infect 2 laptops with viruses while searching for dancers all over the globe?

Is it possible I am remembering it wrong? I don’t know but it’s a good story right?

Part Two to come based on readership so that’s the end.

Forever grammar-resistant,

Fatova

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