I have a peeping tom. And he’s a hipster. I feel like this is a joke that’s been written. Can someone tell me the answer. What do you call a pervert with long hair, skinny jeans and a jacket clearly from Beacons Closet?
Now that I have curtain I guess I won’t have him any longer but I still spot him on the street and wanna be like YOU - You watched me watch porn[among other things].
I think I’m going to the dr tommorow about my knee. Last night it hurt too much to go out and I missed the Burning Angel party and was also supposed to stop by a Red Bull sponsored event. But I stayed in icing it. It’s still swollen after two weeks so I guess this a bad look. Ugh, I hate doctors though!
I’m redesigning this blog so if anyone has ideas - tell me! The content is staying the same but we’re upping our design game.
Yup the office wall graff game is officially over. I know have solid blue and green walls with hot pink trim. I think I’m gonna make a wall in the apt the official graffiti wall that won’t get painted over. Just tagged over and over again.
I also have curtains and a curtain rod thanks to Frog:
You should all listen to his mix for east village radio. DL here.
So Jimi breaks up with Raquel and starts texting me that he misses me and shit today. And that him and Jefree Star have banned together and I should join them.
WTF?
First off I never took down any of my blogs - they’re all right here - and why would I want to be friends with someone who threatened my family? And gave my parents phone number out?
Do people think I’m stupid…because I’m not. You can not play me. I can smell bullshit a mile away.
Also I’m happy now to have let negative people out of my life and I’m not about to let them back in.
I’m in a good place and I’m very happy, I have a lot of great stuff going on and coming up in my life…my past needs to stay in the past. And people have to stop thinking you can play me, I’m smarter than I come off.
Ok so went to Trash last night and Joanna did her awesome adorable burlesque show and rubbed whipped cream all over me. Whipped cream dries just like gizz, I swear…I mean if the porn business needs something to replace cetephil, I guess whipped cream might work. It was awesome to see a bunch of angels - Dusty, Nico, Joanna and Doug[I’m naming him an honoary angel thru this blog hahahah]. I love my girls. The new location is SO MUCH BETTER. I mean I love Home Sweet Home with all it’s taxidermy creatures running amuck but it just wasn’t the home for Trash. 40 ave C is great - comfy tables for hosts, a stage, back room for doing dirty things, nice barstaff. Joanna put out a softcore horror movie dvd, here’s an interview about it and BA:
After Trash which was have mad cop probs, went to a house party at Kelloggs. Things got crazy. I wilded out.
The party tonight has a weird dress code:
I will not obey most likely. I mean I just got a new MOB sweatshirt - I think I want to rock out in pjs and a sweatshirt. Except I don’t own pjs. So I’m gonna be naked in a MOB sweatshirt.
In other Alt porn news the great Eon McKai sent me a box of vivid alt porn and I’ve been watching porn since yesterday afternoon non-stop[with a break for partying]. Vivid Alt really puts out some great porn - here are the trailers from the porn I’ve been watching:
This movie is just awesome because of how real it is.
OMG the Dallas music video is hilarious.
It was also awesome that my girl Pixie Pearl is in half of these movies! I miss you so much, can someone hook this girl up with a phone or plant her in my apt asap!?
I really love that VA includes a dope soundtrack with each movie. I like music. Especially now that I’ve discovered wtf blog house is. Blog house is apparently all that I listen to. Thank you Frog for installing my curtain rod. And Chris for dealing with insanity that is me.
I still have dried whipped cream on my face.
Icky!
Did a bunch of painting today. Leg is killing me still from that fall - gotta get to the dr asap. Got some new mac makeup but don’t feel like wearing makeup lately…sigh.
It’s true. This is probably the last time I’ll ever go-go because I’m over it. It’s just not as fun as it was when I was 18 and a coke head who had no life outside of school and nightlife.
Anyways Trash changed homes, Joanna will do burlesque, I’ll dance for ten minutes and than get drunk and makeout with three people and have to ask my boyfriend about it in the morning. Here’s the flyer:
If you want to be on my [10 person] comp list[and aren’t normally comp by Daddy B James] get at me before Friday.
And for you kids who don’t like to leave Brooklyn - Joanna Angel is hosting at Savalas on saturday with Michael T dj-ing last I checked.
Today I contributed to making a girl cry during a class critique. It’s not my fault that she took muddy b&w snap shots of homeless people and called it photojournalism. Also aren’t critiques for learning you suck? I hate FIT. Except for the sculpture that looks mysteriously like ball sacs in the D building nobody has balls here and people are lazy as fuck. I than made the official decision to stop going to painting because I don’t feel like doing still lives and getting trouble for painting things neon green. I feel sort of hypocritical leaving a class because of a lack of creative freedom and critiquing someone till they teared up. I don’t know.
I spent $100 in paint[spray and latex] at Home Depo. Love that place because they id you but don’t realize that the actual law is 21+[and yes I’ve run into problems buying paint before]. Currently turning the tv bright yellow.
Also learning how to use an electric screwdriver! WOOOOOO
So my homegirl Joanna Angel is supposed to speak at a university[and give out free sex toys cause she’s sweet like that] and someone wrote this email protesting her:
“We are professors who research the sex industry, publish widely and lectureacross the country on pornography and violence against women. We want toinform you of a story about your university hosting pornographyproducer/performer Joanna Angel, that is circulating in the pornographybusiness press (Adult Video News). Below is the article about Ms. Angel whois scheduled to speak in a class at your university on Monday. As you cansee from the story, Ms. Angel is using the opportunity to legitimize theindustry, as well as to market her sex toys. What the story does not mentionis that Ms Angel is known in the industry for a particularly violent brandof pornography that glorifies and normalizes a whole range of physical andsexual abuses against women. Having researched the effects of the pornindustry for many years, we argue that pornographic images of womencontribute to a hostile and threatening environment for women. We are thusespecially troubled that Ms. Angel is “giving students a positive view ofpornography” while not affording those students an opportunity to hearalternative viewpoints.”
One of the rules at Burning Angel is that during filming if you want to be slapped or choked or fucked like a dirty whore - you have to clearly ask for it. Aka no random choking, you want to be slapped you litterally have to say “SLAP MY FUCKING FACE.” All the rough sex you see in Burning Angel films is there because us girls want it.
I stayed with Ms. Angel for five days. To my disappointment she did not beat me once. She didn’t even ass rape me with the plunger in my sleep. Even when I was wasted on St. Patricks day she didn’t roofie me. Her boyfriend did make me hide in the kitchen cabinets but like that’s another story..
In conclusion I’m just really disappointed that Joanna has never degraded me. She better call me a stupid whore next week when she’s in NYC.
