Sasha Grey

The drive there: Took forever to pack. Took forever to leave. Traffic was a nightmare all the way there. We stopped about three times and finally we just wanted to get there so…I pissed in a cup and my boyfriend took a healthy sip! He so nasty (I love it) We checked in to The Venetian at 1030 or so and found out we couldn't hook up the playstation that we brought ahhhhhhh bitches what a waste of the 20 or so DVD's and games we brought.

Day One: I had to be in makeup at 7:15 am! It's funny how much gossip you hear in the makeup chair-just like high school…something's never change. I forgot to bring quasi warm close to Vegas so I had to wear my boyfriend's track jacket and my addidas pants down to the convention floor. It was a fucking hassle just getting my badge so I could get on the expo floor; I went back and forth until I finally got inside and made my way to The Evil Angel booth. It was an all trade day today (no fans) so it wasn't too busy, and Sandra Romain and I kept each other company. I was done signing at 2:30 and didn't get back to my hotel until 3:15, I was swarmed with autographs as I inched my way back to the room. I changed into comfortable shoes and my boyfriend and I had lunch with Michelle and Aiden. When we got back to the hotel, a German documentary crew came up to my room to do an interview. It was simple because I had shot with them before (and have since become good friends), they didn't need too much footage so all and all it was cool. Some time to kill when they left sooooo…Ian gave me some damn goooooood headJ I met Michelle and her family for dinner and Aiden screwed with the server-it was hilarious, he should have a segment on "the website" just fucking with peoples heads! We made our way to The Tropicana hotel and saw an exhibit called: Bodies. The best part was the foetus' in liquid filled back light jars at various levels of development that was intense. My boyfriend and I walked back to the hotel so we could get some lotion (so that way we would not get the hose) and they took a cab. I was so exhausted from being on my feet all day I went straight to bed.

Day Two: Today was the only day I thought I could sleep in-but nooooo I had to do a photo shoot at 10AM for Hot Video Magazine (French). The photographer and his assistant were really cool. We shot right in front of The Paris hotel (because of my interest in French culture either in tribute or jest I'm not sure) with my naked ass haning out and shivering in the wind form the strip. A crowd of people were snapping pictures on there phones-kind of pissed me off because they will only become a masturbatory tool for that one person-not the masses ,hmmmpf let them eat cake! We got done at 1130 and ate stale pasta at this el fake-o Italian place----uggggh! I got to the booth at 145 and did an interview for the LA times-and started signing at 200. From the time I started until 6pm I went up and down from the podium to do a total of six interviews!!! I was pooped when I was done and I could barely walk back to my room hanging on Ian's shoulder the entire way as he escorted me. I soaked my feet right awayJ At 8 we went to the ADT party (AdultDVDTalk.com) at The Palms (nice contemporary interior design) and I finally met some of the members and had some good talks with Skronk and Buck. Then the Spiegler crew went to a party at a strip club-which was lame idea (sorry AVN), but it's a bit hard to mingle. We timed our stay for exactly an hour because I hadn't eaten since lunch and I was in heels for 13 hours so fuck all. We left exactly at midnight and we were forced to eat McD's (come to find out that The Venetian café is 24 hrs)! hahaha.

Day Three: I had to go to the booth early today due to rehearsals for the AVN award show. I got out of there at 4pm and met the driver outside of the hotel. We were supposed to be at Mandalay bay at 5pm but didn't leave until 5 because awesome Kimberley Kane had a camera crew with her for a tv show, and Ron Jeremy lifted her thunder. I can't complain-he's a funny guy. The rehearsals took fooooooooooooorever! We took a cab back to the hotel and made our way back to the room to get dressed for dinner. Tonight we ate at Valentino's with Claire Adams, Bella, Lexi Love, Dade Murphy, and Josef (the best makeup artist in the world). The food was great but took about two hours to get to our table! I was supposed to go to The Evil party, but I'm not 21 so I couldn't go lol! I can fuck on camera but I can't drink jeeeeezus. But Ahhhhh bedtime rest for this wicked soul.

Day Four: Today was the longest day-I signed for five hours from 9 am to 2 pm. The fans were really cool everyday I was here but my feet were really starting to murder me! Around noon Evil Angel had a rare group photo op and it was madness. All of the directors and girls at the booth were posing for a fuckload of people. Truly the hammer of the Gods…I rushed out of there right at 2 and grabbed a quick lunch. Today was the first day I took a nap, even though it was only 30 minutes it made a huuuuge difference. Ian and I went to get my makeup done by Josef and got lost trying to find his room! He made my face up like Aladdin Sane (but in silver). I was debating what to wear and instead of a silver cat suit (more bowie) I wore my second outfit- a silver mini skirt and half shirt ( a la Roger Corman movie). We met Spiegler in his room at 845 with some of the other girls. We got to Mandalay Bay at 900 and right when we got to The Red Carpet they said it was closed. One of the PA's for the show dragged Marie Luv and I and said you can't walk you have to get back stage, wait here and I'll escort you (because we were presenting an award). We stood at the end of the red carpet (where everyone walks off to go inside) pissed! We waited for this guy for so long that we could have walked the red carpet twice!!! Then he brings Jada Fire and tells us to follow him in-suddenly he says wait here. The three of us waited so he could escort Gene Simmons in!!!! I was livid-they treated us like peasants. He finally escorts us backstage where Gene Simmons says, "Nice outfit. But Bowie wouldn't want you anyways."
"I know he's married," I said.
"That's not what I mean-he's kind of like a Tom Cruise. A wife doesn't mean anything," he replied back.
"Hence Aladdin Sane," I said as I walked away.
He was trying to imply that my man Bowie completely loves the dick! We all know he enjoys a taste of everything-but damn Gene; don't be jealous because I didn't paint my face like Kiss!
That whole situation pretty much killed my mood.
The Award show was pretty boring-for me however the big highlights were The Fashionistas stage show amazing; and Larry Flynt's emotional and poignant speech about the first amendment and how many people in this business don't appreciate or even understand the importance of our rights (or lack of). He's right without our first amendment lawyers we would not be able to do what we do so well in this business and grateful for those who fight the good fight. We got out of there just before 1 am and when I got to my hotel I realized I should have worn the cat suit so I changed into it!!! Ian and I gladly rushed off to a non-porn party at Hard Rock. It was a nice change and I even got to see Billy, a good friend of mine. It was Tommy's b-day at a penthouse (with a full barJ) and bowling alley. There were even a few moments of juxtaposition were I was the fan; I met Danny Masterson, Nikki Hilton, etc. I also saw The Strokes, and Incubus. We left around 4 am, sadly having to leave the same day! When I say sad, I mean because I will only be getting a few hours of sleep! We left Vegas on Sunday at 1pm and ate Crepes on the way out. A few tumbleweeds rolled on by and sun set in a blaze of purples and crimson toned hues.

the fuck junkie ♠

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