I made a poster to promote our kissing booth.  Prices will be on the right when I fig. them out!

I wanted to find this picture of me with a poster I made about Anne Frank and me giving a presentation on her during 4h when I was 12 but it’s at my parents. But really my poster skills go way back.

In other news angry feminist is “corresponding” with me via email.

I have yet to once insult her or even insinuate anything insulting her, yet her emails are full of you’re dumb, clueless, your college degree means nothing because I have a Phd and she keeps up bringing up the fact that she is pretty, smart and likes sex….which I never doubted? Just because I don’t agree with you doesn’t mean I think you’re ugly or dumb. The fact that you don’t understand this and are spending your time harassing some porn girl instead of working on you dissertation makes me question your intelligence or why you are so bitter. bitter. bitter.

Really people if you want to have a intellectual debate it’s one thing but if you want to sit in the corner, plug your ears and scream “I’m right! You wrong!” all the day than don’t bother.

[I boded this because she obsessively checking the site and calling me names - maybe she should read what I just wrote about. . .]

And there you have it I just made a blog entry that includes porn, Anne Frank and femnism all in a few paragraphs.

Let the hate mail rain on meeeee[sung to the Who - Love Reign O’er Me]….

This is a long update so if you enjoy leave comments!

lots of classy german broads after the jump!

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I’m coming off some horrible pill that my dr decided to prescribe me and completely changed my personality, gave me headaches and plateaued my weight loss for two weeks.

Really fun.

No I mean like super awesome as in I took a bunch of shit earlier hoping to pass out for a couple hours to cure a headache and hate for the world.

I woke up at 11pm. Fuck. I’m annoyed that I didn’t set an alarm and I’m sure someone will email me or call me in a hour to tell me to take down this blog. Or within a day. I’m not writing anything against anyone just, ahem, sending out the wrong message.

Guess I’ll wake up early tmr and get shit done? I’ll be lurking Manhattan so be on the lookout.

I don’t know if I’m going upstate this weekend. It looks like I have to tie up strings instead of ride horses.

After the jump more on why I’m a horrible girlfriend and lonley and the fact that I want skateboarding lessons.

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Here’s some advice for people living on peoples couches for free:

• If they ask you to help around the house don’t half ass it or procrastinate or just never do it.
• Help with cleaning. Especially when an insane fly problem happens.
• Contributing to things like buying food, toilet paper or replacing a tea kettle if you melt the whistle on it would be helpful.
• Do not interfere with their work schedule[yep there’s a reason why my cam schedule didn’t work out this weekend].
• Don’t sit around being pissy because you’re coming off E and there are people trying to have lives around you.
• Do not take over parts of their apartment to the point that the owner can no long use these parts.
• Get your shit together.
• Lastly, do not say 10x a day how you hate the cat. Don’t like my cat? Don’t live here.

I promise I’ll have a real cam schedule in the next couple weeks. Unfortunately I can’t cam-hoe it up next weekend since I’m going on vacation.

And I’m pretty much fuck it today because I’m in a bad mood and now that I’ve bagged said persons shit I got a whole ‘nother part of the apartment to sweep, mop, dust and organize. And please don’t email me saying you want to clean my apartment…it’s great that total strangers want to come here and clean and I’m grateful but I kind of don’t want to invite people into my apartment that I don’t know to clean my apartment because I’m a porn girl.

This came as a result of me explaining I would not do a titty fuck video for $100 for ‘un-named site’ even if other models(I know the economy sucks but hoes need to stop low balling!) do and it only takes 25mins to shoot!

I don’t like to talk money and who pays what but lets just say for a couple sites I get $100 for a softcore porn set[spreads maybe but no toys, nothing nuts].
And yes I think I’m great, I’ve worked hard[and am working hard and making you hard ALL AT ONCE) to market myself and have awesome tits. I’m not some unknown in the alt. industry[yes this was for an alt. site which as I’ve said before alt. just seems to lack professionalism on a lot of sites].

Anyways I tried to negotiate and explain things calmly and that’s what I got. And as someone who has worked a job since she was 11, I think I understand that money doesn’t fall from the sky. I do understand what I’m worth though. I also understand what talent is worth[I dunno I guess all that art school might of had an effect on me?].

I have provided a photo of one of my tits so that you decide whether or not it’s worth more than $50./sarcasm

Bleh soooo annonying.

At least Cherri will be here tommorow! Also yesterday I went to the seaport and took a picture in one of the photocabs:

I’m scared of my invisible t-rex lurking behind me! I also got some new underwear and pj pants. I’m gonna clean my bedroom that go live on cam.

xxxo Baby Sinead

PS I’ll be wearing my new purple baby doll that I’m wearing in the boob pic!

  Dear Playgirl,

I’m going to miss you. I’ve enjoyed your classy and tasteful pictures of the male anatomy.

I also enjoyed that time you published an editorial with a dude that looks just like my ex[smirk, dick & all].

Sure you’ll be online but it won’t be the same. What will I read on my cabs back from Chelsea to Brooklyn?

NAMBLA? I’m not into that.

What will Brad Walsh / Junk-Mag[RIP] put in gift bags?

Love you forever Playgirl,

sincerely, Baby Sinead

PS My cat was snoring[and clearly dreaming about Playgirl] while I wrote this.

So today I was gonna go on cam and work from about 11 - 5, and than 7 - 12.
BUT there’s a block party outside my apt, at first I was like ok embrace the loud Latin music and use it to your advantage and dance to it. I like to try to adapt to shitty situations.

Than they turned up the music. It was so loud people couldn’t hear me in chat and were also complaing about the music. I had to log out of work. It got even louder. So loud I can’t blast my radio over. So loud that with earplugs in and the radio turned all the way up I can still hear it.

I called the cops and explained I work from home and that I simply could not work because of this. They told me there was a permit for it. When I asked how it’s legal to get a permit to blast music so loud that it interferes with a persons quality of life[which is illegal] and work, they had no answer. They “transferred” me to a supervisor who never picked up. They gave me the number for the mayors office where as it’s a Saturday no one picked up. I called back and asked how as cops they can do nothing for me. They said call 311. I’ve called 311 for noise compaints before, they get over a thousand complaints a day. It’s useless. I explained this and they didn’t give a fuck.

I hate the Bushwick cops. They stole $300 from me. They saw me hug a black man[who is my friend] at 11pm and insisted on interrogating me for it. I’ve also been stopped for walking home on a Sunday night sober and asked if I was high and/or a hooker.The one time I was mugged they did nothing.

I’m currently sitting in my bathroom with ear plugs and the computer and shower radio blasting. This is the quietest place in the apartment complex[I tried the hallways].Hopefully the music gets turned down by 4 or 5 ish. Otherwise I’m going to be stuck working late tonight.

If you want you can call 718-963-5311 and complain about the fact that the party on Humbolt and Moore is keeping hot naked girls from working.

No joke. I was almost killed by a butt plug last night.

Porn Starlette Almost Killed By Butt Plug from Baby Sinead on Vimeo.
In other news today sucked. I tried to break in new five inch heels and it went badly. A meeting was canceled for the second, than third time thus screwing with my day.

Tomorrow = gym and shopping to get rid of the stress of today.

 I deleted this due to legal reasons but you know what fuck it, here it is. This is MY experiance and I’m not hiding it.

My old strip club got raided - read about it in EVERY MAJOR NYC PAPER.

Read about it in the NY DAILY NEWS.

Read about it in the NY POST.

Read about it in the NY TIMES.

This is a long post. Not for the tldr; crowd.

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