Fire Gypsy's Lair

In New York for the Tribeca Film Festival. Fat Girls was very popular and went over well, the parties and screening were fun, the cast and crew was great.
Kalisa, Cayla, Kevin, and Lane and I are all wreaking havoc on this poor hamlet, taking over the subway systems and goth clubs. Hit up Pyramid, CBGB, the Bat Cave (Albion), and this little sort of underground dive called something that I don't remember right now, but it was cool. I'll remember eventually, or just look at the flyer. Its right by CBs, though. Going to Korova Milk Bar, tonight, so excited I could pee.
My friend lost my ID, so that sucks. Hopefully the interrogation to get on the plane will prove that I am me.
Saw infinitemind and the hillary, going to see the dirtiness of sanchez, dawn flaked out on me and, sadly, I am not going to Boston to see Whitney and Mclaine, because their sweet sweet asses are too busy. *sad face* pssh, exams? Who needs to do well on those little things?
Joe, Evan, Ash and Ashley were all there Saturday, as well as Kim F and Linda McA. No Darcie, me sad panda. Edna Jean is in the movie, too, and I didn't even know it!!! I'm a little sad, because my name is misspelled in the credits. They spelled it like a boy. Jesse. Ghei. Oh well. Its funny, Kalisa is way knocked up in the movie. I was so 80s out that my own friends at the screening didn't recognize me.
FAT GIRLS PREMIERS IN DALLAS AT THE MAGNOLIA ON THE 18TH! PARTY AT S4! BE THERE OR I HATE YOU SOME!
FATGIRLSMOVIE.COM
I am a fatGIRL, as many of you know. I'm fat INSIDE, where it counts.
I really will put up mohawk pics, i promise...
I went to jail, but I'm out. Yay. Don't ask. It was sucky, but damnit if I didn't walk in the place like I owned it, and damnit if it didn't work. It was pretty funny. I look pretty butchsexy in those jumpsuits. I handsome. NO ONE even tried to fuck with the beefy white bitch with the mohawk. I came out talking jailbonics wicked scary good. Ask cattikins. She was afraid.
Love you guys, sorry so long and that I never have internet access.
So excited! I get to go see Randy for July 4th! I miss his face.

Thar she blows! 'Tis national talk like a pirate day! yaaarrrg.

Me Cap'n (father) be vacating his ships quarters today, and sailin' fer warmer seas down at ye Lake Limestone.

A bunch o' bilge water, that is. What am I to be doin' on me breaks from Pirate College? Swabbin' the poop deck? Checkin' the mates for scurvy? Get cabin fever at yon' Pirate College, I might. 14 hours a day o' learnin' to pillage and maraude takes its toll on a pirette, what with me peg leg and eye patch and all. Not to mention poor Polly, wit nary any feathers left.

Now on to the problem o' booty! Me Cap'n be runnin low on booty, an the storage deck he needs to build costs more booty than 'e 'as presently. Even diggin up the buried treasure don't leave enough.

I best shove off, got to be maraudin' again round 5, and I gots to get the bilge rats some hard tack and sea biscuits first.

May ye always have a fair sea and a strong wind at yer sail!

finna start school again. which means even less free time. joy. my apt is straight, job is not entirely tolerable, but i sorta prefer bartending to waiting tables. but i'm doing both, just one at night, one during the day, and it blows. it has my broke-ass leg really stressed out and mad and bruised. mebbe school will give it a break. but not literally. whatever. gah.

a second friend is moving to new orleans. well, moving back there. i'll be spending time with her the next few days before she leaves. boo. i never got to spend enough time with her while she lived here. but i'm going out there soon, i have too much love out there to not. i seriously considered packing and leaving with her on tuesday. who knows.

call after 7 or on weekends. if i don't answer, i'm working or sleeping. i'll call you back when i can, just leave a damn message. don't be put off by the voicemail. it is me. just sounding all professional-y. its okay.

yeahup. imma go now. bye.

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Alrighty, I am almost finished moving. James, if you could call me about that wall that would be faboo. Dad got a pimp ass lake house, with a boatdock and all of this phatty goodness, so be prepared for roadtrippy style wackass parties there in the future. the only thing better than drunk driving is doing it in a boat! lol. no. ripping up the carpet in my apt, stocking my wet bar bit by bit, bartending, becoming a trainer like the choade I am, working my ass off, doing the Synchronicity thing, if any of you need headshots/model portfolios/senior pictures/family portraits, whatever, you will not find a better photographer than Robert. The man worked with fucking Brook Sheilds, Rebecca Romijn-Stamos, N*Sync, on Will & Grace, and was with NBC and worked in LA for 20+ years. The man is a god. We're getting a website up soon, but for now just call me. It is hot shit.

The next few days I'll be hella busy with moving stuff, so pardon me if I am aloof. But I haven't forgotten you kids, and i still love you. Been listening to insane amounts of MSI and the Misfits lately. Went to OKC to see Mindless Self Indulgence with Josh, and it was the coolest thing ever. We got to chill with the band, Steve, Righ? and I wrote on each other, Jimmy smooched Josh on the mouth and gave me cuddlins, i have his bracelet, Lin Z is the hottest chick alive and did a little groove with me while posin' for pics, we have hella pics, got all of their autos, and had a fucking kick ass good time. we were the meanest people in the 6 person mosh pit. it was great.

shot some more of the vamp movie this weekend, Bloodlines Vengeance. It was cool enough, lots of fight scenes, very tiring. I lost my bottle of Stoli which makes me sad. boo. Kalisa is the awesome and gave me goodies for my apartment and partied it up with me. w00t.

My rattie is sick. It is sad. Poor little Finnerin. I need to take him back to the vet, but first I need the $140 it will cost. yarg. boo on that. how can such a tiny guy be so expensive? But i love him stupid much, so I will put myself in the poorhouse for the guy.

This entry is too long. peace.

JIK A, SUPWER FDURUMK! YUaaay!

*edit* oh my god, i didn't even remember posting that. translation : "I'm Super Drunk, yay!"
I was FUBARed. Bad Jessie. Sorry kids. lol. Next time I'll drunk dial. ;)

I am getting stronger. Had an episode yesterday that I thought was going to be counterproductive, but it turned out to give me strength and something more like closure. It somehow made things easier. Cleared my head, allowed me to separate body and mind, and today I am much healthier. I feel it inside and out.

Started by eating better, exercising more, sleeping well for the first time in ages, playing with my ratties and kitties and pup, reading and getting some work done. Much better. Sometimes you have to take 5 steps back in order to take 6 steps forward. Then we use that forward momentum and just keep on going.

I may actually start getting to update more now that school is out, but I wouldn't count on it. ;)

Got my place in Oaklawn, 1/2 finished painting, Jessi is there more than i am. Dad is out of his neck brace, and can get a round a bit on his own for short amounts of time. I gotta hella get with the packing of his house. Rasputina on Wednesday. Josh is the awesome. I want to kick somebody in the face.

Land & Cattle is crap, currently. Many firings, lots of my favorite people got canned, left or are very seriously looking for new jobs. Boo to that. Put me on that list. The bureaucracy is smothering.

Need to make more time to make art. I have a million pieces in my mind that need desperately to be fleshed out. I need a benefactor. Anyone have the DeMedici's #? I am going to work as little and save as much as possible so that I can do films and sculpture and pottery and painting and metals and all that good stuff. Break in the bass mikey gave me. Make my guitars feel more loved. Get my piano tuned. Play with my friends kids. climb a tree. See the sun for once. play in the water, do firebreathing, plant a garden, fix up my impala. breathe.

I'm alive and changing and crazy. Beware. I will bite. don't push me. Let me do my thing. Don't pull at that loose thread. Or that fuzz on my eyelashes *cough* jessi *cough* lol. I need some time to myself. So don't feel neglected or unloved. But I need to take care of myself right now. I need to get back to where I want to be, center myself, get my bearings, and other cliches as well.

Love you.

I am no longer hairy like a wookie.    :*(   I haven't cried, yet.

Everyone has to come and see my show!!!!

I shaved for this for the 1st time in TWO YEARS!!!

GUYS & DOLLS @ Eastfield College in Mesquite @ I-30 & Motley Drive

FREE Admission! Shows 2:00 pm & 7:30 pm both Friday the 22nd and Saturday the 23rd!

I love you guys! (and dolls.)