Thought I’d do a quick little update post after my impromptu feminist rant last post! I can’t believe that I have once again managed to neglect my blog for this long. I’m so sorry, but I’m back. Back like cooked crack. (In the same way I can never ask somebody “what do you want?” without having to repeat it Ryan Gosling “The Notebook” style:
I can’t say “I’m back” without adding “like cooked crack after it”. What a non stop barrel of “lols” I am. Also not advocating the use of crack cocaine, let’s just be clear on that).
So I mentioned a few posts ago that I had gone back to some aspects of le adult work. I’ve started up a mini subscription site, which I update daily and am having a lot of fun with. You can also catch me here for some phonechat fun – which is my favourite – and am also selling videos again here and here. I’ve been shooting bits and pieces for other companies over the last few months but haven’t had much chance to shoot my own stuff again. Fear not those who are fans of my profession and not just of my sparkling wit and top notch grammar as I have a filming day booked in the diary for next week, so new updates will follow shortly!
Again, this isn’t a long term plan to come back into the adult world but I am actually having fun and feel much more relaxed about it all again now that I can pick and choose what I do, instead of being fully immersed in it all.
I’ve been really enjoying the video work again. A personal highlight was shooting for a company where in one video the camera was set up to shoot me from under a toilet seat – the toilet seat wasn’t attached to a toilet, it was being held in place by a bunch of cushions & was totally clean and unused! – while I pretended that I’d dragged a man back to my house and that he now had to live down my toilet forever. Just a normal Tuesday afternoon in the life of Jaye Rose.
I like being in front of the camera. I’m good on camera. I get really into it and I like telling stories. Plus, I’ve had nearly 8 years of experience (fucking hell) talking in front of cameras so if you asked me to, I could stand up and give you a 30 minute monologue on any sexual subject, although am not sure how sexy that would actually be. Or how well it would go down on Youtube.
What else has been happening? Well, my creepy little cyber troll is back and as angry as ever.
Normal is overrated, you fanny hole. ✌🏻
The sad fuck once sent me 96 e-mails in 3 days wishing death on me. He’s also creepily obsessed with prolapses – let’s hope his Mum never goes through his internet history– and probably getting a boner because I’ve mentioned him in my blog. Wank away, my friend! I just think it’s funny as fuck that I can incite so much anger in someone who I’ll never even meet. People need to get outside more. 😚
I also have a catfish who is driving me to distraction! I’ve had quite a few catfishes over the years use my pictures over the years – no idea why they keep picking me – but this one is by far the most persistent and annoying. This catfish has set up a Plenty of Fish profile, a Facebook, a Tindr, a Snapchat (God knows how they are pulling that one off!) AND an Instagram of me. Everytime I get any of their fake accounts shut down they just pop back up. The worst part is they are obviously not at all funny or particularly educated so all their crap, boring captions and shit meme posts are tied to my face and I don’t want people thinking I’m thick and unfunny! Study your craft, catfishes!
On the whole, it’s been pretty decent being back. There are certain things that do still set my anxiety off and I might do a post on that in the future but, as I said before, am not back to it all forever. I’m lucky that I already have a fanbase/following behind me – literally hate saying that, always feel like such a dick – and I’m enjoying feeling sexy again. Just because I wanted to cut it all off doesn’t mean I’ve suddenly become some prude. A large part of my personality is sexual and I love erotica and am fascinated by it all.
But believe me, once I find a career I actually wanna pursue, I’m taking my arse (“ass”) off the internet again. For good. Probably. Maybe. I don’t know. I swear I said that last time, too…