Well I took a lot of photos at Indiana University but I forgot to bring my USB cable back to New York City so I can’t upload the photos from my my camera. Someone is gonna come by tomorrow and bring me a cable to do this… but I don’t have it today, and I did feel compelled to update my blog right at this very moment.

I like being around colleges… it’s kinda silly. I remember being IN college- and it seemed like the whole world existed within a college and everything and anything in the world was really just in my college if that makes any sense. I ate, slept, worked, went to class, fell in love with people, broke up with people, made friends, enemies, did drugs, got sober, and then did drugs again all within like a 4 mile radius. That’s kinda crazy when you think about it. Now everything in my life is spanned across the two US coasts. Weird. I kinda wish I could go back to college and do a different major. I majored in English… I wish I learned graphic design and took some art classes or something. I really tried to convince myself I was this ooooohhhh sooooo intellectual English major and I dunno…. maybe I wasn’t. I wrote a lot of papers that I think were total pieces of shit. I actually came across on the other day that I wrote for my Romantic lit class… it was such nonsense… I think I got dumber as I read it, as opposed to learn something. Oh well.

Anyways, I talked to the students a bit about my life and how I started the company and what it was and what it is… I guess I just talked about myself for 50 minutes? I showed them a 10 minute clip of Not Another Porn Movie and they loved it. It’s nice to see people laugh at my porn… it really makes me happy.

Unfortunately there were no people picketing my appearance… that would have been kinda fun! I’m not gonna lie, I like the negative attention it gets me all riled up and shit.

Not that this is on topic at all but music videos are pretty fucking bad these days. I watched MTV for about 20 minutes this morning while I was waiting to use the shower in the BA office and like… yuck. Every video was really bad- and like really sad. Why do people want to make people cry in their videos? I don’t remember who sang the song, the girl had a pretty voice I guess… but the video started off with like, some bloody dude in the hospital getting his stomach pumped and it cut back and forth from that to the girl in her apartment crying and singing- and then for some reason at the end she was making out with some guy… hopefully it was the same guy in the hospital because that would be pretty fucked up if she ditched her sick boyfriend while he was getting his stomach pumped.

I dunno… it was pretty fucking retarded. What ever happened to the good old days when music videos were like, a bunch of crazy looking dudes singing on a stage and a bunch of shots from the crowd like cheering? Wasn’t that enough? I think it got the point across. AHHHH who knows.

I’m gonna go walk around Williamsburg and get drunk somewhere. I really really need to get drunk somewhere. I think I deserve it… I need a break! AHH! yeah

love you all

xoxox

Joanna Angel