Actually, I'm not doing anything special with my hand, but for some reason the fanboys on a particular message board seem to think I must be up to something scandalous. Check out Miss Jenna Haze on the left. She's built like a miniature runway model and has these eyes that are like deep pools of ''hi, I love to fuck". I'm not sure if she looked hotter at the Fame Awards or when we were sharing a hot load of jizz for my movie that we shot this week. Speaking of scorching hot ladies... well, I would love to speak about scorching hot ladies, but there's been such a surfeit of them that my brain might have temporarily shut down.
I'm outside smoking a cigarette, hopefully by the time it's down to the filter coherent typing will be an option again.
Did I mention that I have a giant girl-crush on Joanna Angel? and that I drunkenly made out with her in the elevator the last night of AVN? It was pretty ultra-plus, but that little taste wasn't enough.
Now that I'm completely oversexed, I have to go write a piece about what shooting 'Deeper 11' back in January was like, answer a bunch of text messages, and call Jess to make sure no one's been forcibly tattooed and the house hasn't been burned down. Even though the one time the house almost burnt down was totally my fault.