Porn

Before I get to the XXX, I just want to say Happy Anniversary to Liliana, Lauren, Christine, Eric, Fatin, Mark, and Amanda. January 11, 2005 was our first time in theNation conference room, and it seems like much longer than a year ago. You're all doing far cooler things than I am at the moment.

Also, the real work is back on, but freelance, so now I officially join the ranks of people who can say, "I'm a salesgirl/waitress/stripper at the moment, but I'm really a writer/actress/dancer." At least I have something lined up that will pay a decent wage.

And now, the pornography.

Thank you, New York Times, for leaving out all the wacky hijinks from the AVN Awards. If nothing else, this article should win an award for stating the obvious: Porn stars seem weird when they're not fucking onscreen. Also, porn awards have different criteria than the Academy. As a side note, Jenna Jameson has had work done recently that does not make her look hotter. I would have thought that someone who no longer makes new movies could stop with the collagen, but I guess I really don't understand that aspect of the adult film industry.

In celebrity sex-tape news, Colin Farrell's sex video is finally available online. No, I haven't downloaded it(like I'm going to wait 8 hours to get it-ha!), but I'm curious. It appears to have been made pre-Miami Vice bloat, so it appears to be the rare porn experience featuring a hot girl AND a hot guy. Also, it gives normal girls like me the chance to experience sex with an incredibly sexy, SUBERBLY sleazy guy without all that "which antibiotics do I need now" anxiety he would inspire in real life.

Yes, I love porn. Sometimes I ask myself, "What Would Nina Hartley Do?"(Incidentally, she's one of the most inspiring pro-sex feminists I've encountered. She has an interview in Bust's Guide to the New Girl Order that is priceless.) You have a problem with that?