yeah. it’s been pretty frekin hechtic.

just wanted to check in. i am getting together last minute shit for my movie ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

So, in honor of BurningAngel Entertainment’s newest movie, Big Boobs are Cool, our favorite website Fleshbot is having a cool contest. Basically, you send in photos of YOUR boobs to tips@fleshbot.com (we are accepting photos of man boobs, and boobs inside a bra-provided they are really cool) and then after a very long and intense judging process, the staff of BurningAngel will award a prize to the entrant with the coolest boobs. The winner will receive a signed copy of the movie, and a whole bunch of other cool shit (BurningAngel tee-shirts, and more porn ect)! SOOO…GOOD LUCK!

We look forward to seeing your boobs; you have been looking at mine for long enough…

xoxo
Joanna Angel

heeey

i am fine now. well you know, as fine as i can be.

I am back in New York, which is great. I am shooting a movie next week which is also great, just kinda stressful.

I went out last night as soon as I got off the plane, and the bartender was more drunk than I was, and told a lot of not so nice stories about girls he’s had sex with. It was more than I needed to know. Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around? Aren’t I supposed to be drunk, and like, unloading all my issues on him?

On a side note, i buy chapstick on a pretty regular basis. Just about every time I go to Rite Aid I’m like, oh… I should probably get some chapstick, because you just can’t have enough chapstick. I have several kids… you know, the stuff that comes in a tub, stiff that comes in a stick, flavored stuff, unflavored stuff… chapstick is one of those things you just can’t get enough of. Sometimes, I even steal it… but don’t tell anyone. I don’t even know why I do it… it’s something I’ve been doing ever since I was in like 5th grade… and while I used to shoplift a lot (we all did, I think… and then we get caught and we stop) I certainly don’t anymore… but I make exceptions for chapstick. It really doesn’t even feel like stealing. Sometimes I even will go to Rite Aid, buy a bunch of shit, and steal a chapstick on my way out… it’s like, I could have just paid for it with my other shit but for some reason I am compelled to just take it.

I’m getting off track…

So about a a year ago… I think it may have even been over a year ago I was out with a friend and my lips were feeling rather dry and looked through my purse and couldn’t find chapstick. I asked my friend if she had any and she pulled out this gross, like apple flavored chapstick which may sound pretty good but it isn’t. She noted that it was kinda gross, and that someone else had give it to her a while back. Thats pretty gross within itself, you know, that this chapstick had traveled from so many people’s mouths to so many other people’s mouths but when you do porn you can’t get skeeved out by that sort of thing anymore. After I used the chapstick I tried to give it back to my friend but she told me just to keep it.

Yeah, so for some reason, any time I need chapstick- this gross apple flavored one from a year ago seems to be the only one I find. Today it was in my purse- I sure as hell did not pack it with me to come to New York… and it is also mysterious because if it is in my purse that must mean it somehow snuck its way onto the airplane. The other day it appeared in my car, another… in my desk drawer… and it always seems to be right in plain view anytime I need chapstick, and none of the other 80 chapsticks I have bought in the past year ever seem to be anywhere.

So yeah. That took me a long time for me to pretty much tell you nothing. But has this ever happened to you? Should I throw it out? Will that open the door to new tubes and tubs of chapstick or will I suffer from chapped lips forever if I do that. Blahhhhhh I don’t know.

In any case, have a good weekend.

xoxo

i can’t seem to get much done today, i keep staring out the window. I went and got coffee and i thought that would help but, now I am just staring out the window with coffee in my hands.

The other night I had a little party at The Roxy with A.i (they’re a band) and it was pretty fun. Some newer BurningAngel girls came out and we were all sitting together and I was like, god damn, these bitches are HOT. Chelsea was there, a new girl named Roxy, Scarlett, and Taysha. Theyre all really hot! I was like, pretty happy to be at a table with all of them. Chelsea used to have long hair, now she has short hair and a tattoo on her head. The tattoo on her head is fucking hot. I think I am slightly in love with Chelsea.

I am feeling weird and lonely and unloved. Are pornstars allowed to feel like that? I mean, we have feelings too you know. I think i am in the mood to have someone pet my hair and tell me everything will be ok.

Yeah. Alright, enough emo talk.

So last night I went to some Pizza place that only "famous" people are allowed to eat at. Yes it sounds completely ridiculous but a place like this really does exist in Hollywood. I went with my friend Ed, he isn’t really famous but he writes mainstream movie scripts so he is sort of in the famous people "scene". Apparently, this place doesn’t even take reservations… you need to prove you are important to eat there. I swear, I am not kidding.

In any case, here in California all the restaurants are rated- like they have to get inspected on a regular bassis and put their deemed letter in the window. So if you pass a restaurant and there is an "A" in the window that means that they passed their inspection. A "B" means something was wrong… you know… something could have been moldy in the kitchen, the dishes weren’t cleaned in the proper way, bug problems (ect)… my roommate is a chef so he knows exactly what makes people get "B"s. Sometimes it’s for legitamate reasons and sometimes it’s for really menial stupid shit. As far as I know, you have to shut down if you are rated anything lower than a "B" so I don’t think "C"’s and "D"’s exist. Anytime I pass a restaurant that is a B I always feel bad for it. They are usually empty, and the few people who are there look visibly uneasy. Fortunately, I think you can go from getting a B to an A after a few months if you fix the problem.

So the funniest thing about this celebrity pizza place is that they have a "B" in the window! Like, there was a whole line of people dressed in their finest clothes trying to beg their way into a restaurant that was rated with a B. Isn’t that hilarious? I wondered if they cared at all… or if that had anything to do with why my friend and I were able to get in… or if like… the fact that Steven Speilburg eats there 3 times a week makes it OK to have roaches in your kitchen. I wondered how long it had been a B for… hmm. Weird. I guess people in Hollywood would rather eat somewhere that celebrities hang out at than somewhere sanitary. The wine was really good, but the food was like, nothing crazy. It sorta tasted like I was at California Pizza kitchen.

ANYWAYS back to my moping. Sometimes I really think I want to go back to being gay. I know most of the people reading this are guys, and I’m sorry if this makes you angry, but really… why do you have to be such jerks sometimes. It’s like all women were born with a crazy gene and all men were born with a jerk gene and the jerk gene and the crazy gene don’t know how to compliment one another. I don’t know which came first. I think the crazy gene developed because the jerk gene was so prominant, and it speads and multiplies and has crazy gene babies because the jerk gene encourages it to. I also think that as the crazy gene takes over your body the jerk gene gets stronger in a mans body. I actually don’t know if this last paragraph will make sense to anyone but me.

I dunno. Maybe celebrity pizza is just bad for your soul.

Now back to my out the window starring.

xoxox

Joanna Angel

dude, how did the enterauge season end already. it’s not fair.

I guess you guys don’t know that I am addicted to the show enterauge. It is about time I tell you. Anyone who says it is a bad show is wrong, and anyone who likes it … well… you are liking the right things. I have not missed an episode since it started. Now the season is over and I’m not quite sure what to look forward to every week. OK that was really over dramatic. Can anyone recommend another show that I can get obsessed with until next Spring?

Hm. What else. I have been working on the script for my next movie, it is almost done. Bella Vendetta is basically gonna beat up Tommy Pistol in it, and it’s gonna be awesome. She will be wearing leather pants, and no shirt. That’s all I can tell you! OK? Don’t ask me any more questions. I don’t want to spoil the whole movie.

The air conditioner in my car seems to work at night, when it’s not so hot out… but during the day, when it’s like 112 degrees… it blows hot air. I don’t get it.

Yesterday, I was on Maxim radio in the morning, but only for like 10 seconds. It was alright. Then after the maxim radio show, I was on Jason Ellis’ show, which is on "Faction" which is a Sirius radio station (like Maxim radio). Jason Ellis is like, a perverted skater. Everyone else who works at the station is also somewhat of a perverted skater, but not quite as perverted as Jason. He asked me lots of questions, mostly about anal sex. He referred to my vagina as a "cookie" and I thought that was a little disturbing, but also endearing. He has a cute accent, I’m not sure if it’s Australian or British or if he’s just faking it completely to get chicks, but whatever it is… it works. He also claims he really wants to do porn but I don’t believe him. Lots of guys say they really wanna do porn but they just want to talk about doing porn. It gives them a legitimate excuse to say "I have a big penis and I’m really good in bed" in a very matter of fact kind of tone. 

ok i’m tired!

gonna take a nap.

xoxox