Pictures from my debut party at Home Sweet Home on Christines blog.

And from Antwan.

I love this girl, I don’t see her enough.

Also I just smoked a cigarette and it made me sick…but it was so good at the same time…. I swear I’ll do this quitting thing right someday.

Trailer for Burning Angel:

FUCK IT
Click her to watch.

Unrelated but amazing:

I can always connect to Sigur Rós no matter what, they’re that amazing. Their new video though, it’s like I could connect to it on every part of my life from birth to now. Please watch, it’s beautiful:

It makes my heart explode from being too full. I love it.

Ever seen a hot photoshoot and wonder how it went down….well here’s a video of the lovely Lola Lamour from Burning Angel during her shoot:

Credit to Emily of TwentyOneFifteen for shooting this.
The results are at Burning Angel . Com but here’s a preview:

Click that hotness to go to BA and see whats up…

Baby Sinead gets her first brazillian curtosey of Martha Screwup.

Also I attempted to sell my pubic hair on craigslist.

It was flagged for removal within 20 minutes.

I guess I’ll try ebanned.

I have a soft spot for porn bloopers. Kink.coms are especially funny:

PS My favorite Kink sites are Hogtied and Training of O.

PSS I updated my wishlist!

OMG

I love pinatas - this cracked me up so bad!

Today I went and had a meeting in Tribeca - to get there I had to walk through Chinatown. I walked down Canal St and really shouldn’t of as I hate that god awful street. It’s full of fat tourists, lazy locals, and the most obnoxius people cat calling and peddling cheap knock off goods towards you. The Canal St subway is no good either - for some reason dudes always get in my face there. Some fat guy was literally 5 inches from face…I could feel his hot nasty breath on my cheek as he cooed “Haaaay mami, you looking good” and I’m surprised I didn’t puke on him. Instead I told him very loudly to “Get the fuck out of my face you fucking scum bag.” Dudes are so whack. I’m sorry but the majority of people with dicks suck. Mostly because you’re lives revolve around them.
Also a little respect for a persons space GOES A LONG WAY.
I than headed uptown to the AIM clinic only to have my blond moment of the day…the clinic requires a $40 cash at your appointment[after the $160 paid online] and I had $20 on me and forgot my debit card at home. So mad. And yea AIM testing is $200, so next time you’re thinking about how much porn people make, keep in mind that we have to pay $200[that no insurance company covers…and porn companies rarely do] to get STD tested and it’s only valid for 30days.

Tomorrow I’m taking Fungi to the vet for shots and to get spayed, than making sure I have $40 and going to get my tests. Ugh.

Also I brought Persepolis, the graphic novel memoir of a Marjane Satrapi about growing up in Iran. It’s amazing - I finished it early this afternoon! I hope the movie lives up to the novel:

YOU GO GIRL!

I think there comes a point in everyones life where you either decide that you are going to live up to everyone elses standards or your own.

That point came for me around the time I turned 20. I realized than I had different goals, morals, idea and aspirations about life than most people. The only way I will ever be satisfied with my life is if I live it on my own terms. The majority will always prefer to conform to others expectations but this has never worked for me. I have always beat to the sound of my own drummer. I care what people think of me, no one can say their are without that though but at the end of the day what I think of me is what matters most.

So people who send me emails, messages, comments etc questioning things like my carreer in pornography or body modifications or what do my parents think…I just always wonder - whose standards are you living your life to?

If my tattoo limits my opportunities I will make them for myself. Although I’m an impulsive person at times - I recognize that this is permanent and it’s something I thought about for over a year. When I was in High School I was told having hot pink hair would limit my job opportunities but I went and applied for a part time job at a conservative store just fine.

The only thing that seems to limit me in life is not being myself…since I have stayed true to myself opportunities and adventures seem endless.

A big reason I’ve ended friendships since I’ve gotten clean besides drug issues is people who are not true to themselves and consistently trying to conform or manipulate themselves to be what they’re not.

Most people spend their life trying to conform to other peoples standards.

Most people are not happy.