I’ve been a little under the weather. The New Years Eve parties were a bit much. Everyday this week I wake up and feel like I’m walking through molasses. Plus, I was making cookies and cut my finger pretty badly. I was washing the food processor blades and the blade went right into my pointer finger. Typing is not fun. I keep getting hand cramps from trying to keep my finger off the keys, I feel pain every time I forget.

I’ve been concentrating on TV lately. I usually just have it on and play on my computer. But being so sick has made me just lie on the couch and lose myself in TVland. Commercials piss me off. I’ll bet Carmen Electra does not go to Taco Bell. The Weight Watchers commercials are really bad. Shelly who lost 52 pounds is finally getting married. So does this mean if women lose weight they’ll get married? Come on! I’m glad I don’t want to spend $3000 on a dress and $30,000 on the reception. But I digress. I really don’t appreciate the message they are sending to women. If you lose weight you will get married. The rest of the commercial is fine. Girls jumping around, fitting into nice dresses, running on the beach and some other stuff. The girl on the hammock perplexes me. Isn’t losing weight supposed to make you more energetic? So why is she laying on a hammock? I wont be going to Weight Watchers.

On to happier things. I need to get on track with the rest of my interviews that I am planning for this year. I hope this year is monetarily better than last. I have all of you guys to be in love with so I don’t want a relationship. No I just want money so I can travel and meet sexy fun women actresses.

Like the picture. It was taken during the summer. Oh the summer, I miss it so!

Every now and then I like to put on clothes for you guys.

You may recognize this picture as the profile picture on MySpace. I love this skirt. It took me 8 hours to make all those pleats. I watched Bruce Willis movies while I made it one Saturday. It’s too big but the thought of taking even a few of the pleats out to re-size it makes me panic. So I just pin it to keep it from falling off.

Rear View.
Zippers used to be very hard for me. I would make skirts with elastic waist bands instead. I even re-drafted the patterns so I could put buttons in the place of the zipper. Re-drafting a pattern to allow for buttons is much more difficult than just putting the zipper in. But I avoided zippers like the plague so I did anything to not have them in my design. One day I had to put a zipper in. There was no way around it. I put the zipper in and took it out 5 times until I finally got it perfect. The next time I put one in it took me 3 tries. And now I can put them in with my eyes closed. Being able to put a zipper in made it easier to make more clothes. I could sew faster and I could make up to four or five skirts a day. Last spring and summer I made 20 different skirts. Now I have to conquer shirts.

Here is another one of my many skirts that I made over the summer. For fathers day I made a duvet for my dad. He loves duvets. I had a little fabric left over so I cut it into squares and put this skirt together. From what I’ve made so far and posted on this blog, its apparent that I like patchwork and quilting. I don’t want to be known as a quilter. Quilting makes me think of Holly Hobby or Girl Scouts. But quilting is what I do the most. I use silks and fine fabrics. This skirt is made out of Indian Dupioni which is a shiny Thai silk. It’s my favorite silk right now. I have a ton of it. The skirts I made for Christy Canyon are made out of Indian Dupioni.

OMG! A post not about sex! Can you believe it? Well I can’t….

I make skirts also because I like to show off my legs and they allow for easy access to my pussy in public places. They come in handy when you want to have a quickie in the bathroom of a bar or in the office of one’s editor.

Happy day after Christmas! OMG! I’m so happy that’s over! You can see the relief on my face in the above picture! It’s such a stressful time of year! Now, we have six months of cold!

Enough of the exclamation points! Ha! Ha! Hee! Hee!

During the past week I had little to do except worry about the holiday. I worked, of course, but there wasn’t much for me to do except live in my head. I get psycho sometimes. It’s part of being a female. Everybody else seemed so busy and I felt so left out. I even wrote a sad blog about how jealous of my sister I was and how depressing my job is. If I weren’t me I’d slap me. But I am me and I like getting slapped on the ass by other people. More on that later…

Ironically, I got a new computer. An iBook! Just what I wanted! I really am a spoiled brat. My sister works for a computer company and was able to find a refurbished iBook at a great price. She insisted that my parents buy it for me. I really have the best sister and parents in the world. Today, as soon as I arrived at my parents house, I looked under the tree and counted how many presents I had. I do this every year. I only had one so I kind of knew. But I thought it was a PC. Imagine my screaming when I saw the little apple peeking out from the box. I’m ecstatic! I can’t sleep now I keep playing with it. I didn’t even play with myself yet. Yet, people. You know I can’t go a day with out playing with myself. I’ll have to do that in order to get to sleep. So I’m extremely happy and don’t care if everyone I want to play with is too busy. I have my new little apple! I may even blow off New Year’s to play with it. Nah! Way too much fun is promised this year. I have guests coming in from out of town. So big orgies at Alix’s this week! There’s a new girl I’m very excited about. I hope she’s cute. I hear she’s into dominatrix stuff. S&M bores me. Ever since I heard that dominatrices regularly shit in their clients mouths I lost interest. Now whenever I see a whip wielding, black leather clad woman, I think of her “giving chocolate” to a pasty white little man in chains. It’s so gross! Shit stinks! Literally! It’s too bad, black leather is a good look. I’ve always liked being in super high stiletto boots and a black leather corset. Being tied up is fun too. I like being out of control and not being able to stop what is happening to me. As long as it feels good. Spanking and whipping is a little too rough for me. I like medium slaps on my ass not my tits. Just enough to get me wetter. It’s best during sex when I’m on top. Cum pours out of me when I’m hit just right.

Good, I’ve gotten myself horny enough to have one hand down my pants while I type with the other. If I could eat myself out like Ron Jeremy can suck himself off, I wouldn’t need to leave the house. I would be complete with my new computer and super flexible body. I can dream can’t I? I always seem to want more. Good night everyone. Come out and play with me tomorrow. I miss you!

I am at 4,998 views on this thing. Is that good? I broke open the wine a little early.

I made this dress in college:

It took me eight hours to make all those loops on the bodice. I got an A on it. I was so proud. It’s falling apart now and doesn’t fit me cause my boobs are too big. It never did.

This is the back:

In fashion design class we had to make everything a size 6. Then they brought in models that were size 2 and I wanted to kill myself. Not only would I never be a size 2 but my model couldn’t fill out the dress and I had to pin it tighter on her which fucked up the whole look. I have no idea why they didn’t teach us how to make clothing to fit our own bodies. I had to learn it later, after school. I feel like if they had taught me how to make clothes for myself I would have done better in school. I didn’t care as much about the clothes. They were just going to sit in my closet and never be worn. Well, I did sell a few after school.

I sold this one:

And this one:

And I had the opportunity to sell the one I’m trying to wear, but I chose not to. I couldn’t part with it. After spending 8 hours on it, I cared too much about it.

The dress on the only thing that fits it properly:

Welcome to front to back Friday! if you look close enough you can see a pubic action in in the shower picture.

Later I’ll write about my Water Tower encounter since so many of you emailed me wanting to hear about it. I only have about a half an hour to go here at work and I want to go home and get comfortable for the retelling of the story.

Meanwhile, enjoy the pictures.

“Number 13 Baby”

got hair in a girl
that flows to her bones
and a comb in her pocket
if the winds get blown
stripes on her eyes when she walks slow
but her face falls down
when she go, go, go
black tear falling on my lazy queen
gotta tattooed tit say number 13

viva
don’t want no blue eyes
la loma
i want brown eyes
rica
i’m in a state

choir in the yard
in the house next door
where a grandma brought
some songs from the shore
six foot girl gonna
sweat when she dig
stand close to the fire
when they light the pig
standing in her chinos shirt pulled off clean
gotta tattooed tit say number 13

viva
don’t want no blue eyes
la loma
i want brown eyes
rica
i’m in a state

As you can see, I changed my name from Number13Baby to Alix Lakehurst. Number13Baby is the company name now. And you all know me as Alix any way. It is Alix, not Al, Ali, Lexi or Alexis. Just plain Alix. And Lakehurst is the name of the first movie theater I went down on a guy in. I’ve actually had sex in the Water Tower theater but Alix Water Tower sounds stupid. That was a fun night at Water Tower theater. It was deserted and one of the night security guards handcuffed me to the seats in the third row and preformed a thorough cavity search before fucking me silly in the aisle. He also had me walk naked and blindfolded through the basement of the mall. I think all the other security guards watched which made it even more exciting. The men in my life certainly know how to satisfy me.

Somebody get me this vibrator!

I have officially had way too many cookies, chocolate, cider and punch today!

Some derriere for you guys.
When I was a little girl I would dress up in my mommy’s pretty night gowns and run around the house pretending that I was a fairy princess. Now I have my own pretty nightgowns that I run around my own house in. And I really am a fairy princess. I live alone, I can do whatever I want. Up until about two years ago I collected books about King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. I have over 50 books on the subject and a deck of Arthurian tarot cards. It’s kinda nutty. I used to want to be Morgan Le Fey.

I read The Mists of Avalon about 20 times. That’s pretty amazing considering the book is like 500 pages long. I only read fiction and most of it was about King Arthur or dragons. Now I don’t even pick fiction up anymore. It’s so weird. I think I lost the urge when I realized I wouldn’t ever be able to do magic nor would I find my King Arthur. Oh yeah and I stopped drinking a 5th of Vodka every night. That helped a bit. But when I was young I didn’t need alcohol or drugs to go into my fantasy land. I over did it when I started drinking. I’m so glad I grew out of that. The drinking I mean. I really miss pretending that I am Morgan Le Fey and that King Arthur was whoever I was obsessed with at the time.

But today I realized…

Now my Morgan Le Fey takes a different form

And my King Arthur seduces me with words rather than swords.

Satisfied that I can still spin my reality into my fantasy.

Thank you all my chivalrous King Aurthur’s out there! I make love to you in my dreams every night.

I was going to put this in the comments section but I figure this is much easier for you to read. Oh yeah, and who am I kidding? No nudity! Give me a break! Send me money bitches! I get naked for you! It’s Christmas for fuck’s sake!

Chawkc, I will work on Misty Mundae. I actually saw her at the Horror convention in Chicago with the EP this summer. Right now I guess she is working as Erin Brown for Showtime’s Masters of Horror series. She played, what else, a lesbian in Sick Girl. I’ve heard she is a little snobby but she is cute and I’ll see what I can do. I do have the Seduction Cinema contacts on my itinerary. My juices start flowin’ for Darian Caine she’s sexy!

Az and Allie, welcome to my tits! My travel plans are LA, Vegas and New York right now. I’ve always wanted to go to Arizona. If I come out can I stay with you guys? Then we can put Allie’s breasts right next to mine on the blog! Elske is very excited and I’ll write more about her later.

I went picture crazy. I hope you guys enjoy them. I do it for you. But times are getting tough and I’m thinking that free pictures isn’t the way to go. So send me donations if you want more. I don’t get a Christmas bonus. I just found that out. I’m great full for my paycheck and the benefits are a blessing but it’s hard being a single girl in a big city. The bus alone costs me over $20 a week! And I have to take 2! I’m writing an angry letter to the CTA (Chicago Transit Authority) again. I watch buses pass me all morning because they are too full or they are express buses. Oh I’m sorry, the CTA has put me in a bad mood this morning. I had some person’s bag hit me in the face a couple of times on the bus ride to work. It hurt! It’s also Christmas and I’m stressed out. I found out that my parents already bought themselves the gifts I bought them! Oh my, a tear just fell down my cheek, I’d better change the subject.

On my list of interview’s is a phenomenon known as Alicia Loren! I think you can see her on DivineBreasts.com. I can’t check that to make sure. If it is wrong I will fix it later. I’m amazed by the size of her breasts (JJ!) and want to find out how she deals with them. I have a hard enough time with my own and I’m less than half her size. She is from Italy and absolutely adorable. I wish I could fly out to Italy to touch them and play with them. Now I know what you guys feel like when you see boobs!

Lastly, I left a message on Ron Jeremy’s answering service. I think Ron is fantastic but I am not a fan of interviewing men. Women are so much more fun and it’s really a compliment to the women I interview. Women generally want to impress other women far more than they want to impress men. Men are a little easier. I love you guys but I love my women subjects too. It’s so good to have support from other women. I get very happy when I meet new women. I wish I could meet each and every one of you guys too but I’m only one person and low on funds. Back to Mr. Jeremy. He is supposed to be in Chicago on Friday so I left a message to see if he could give me 15 minutes. Not a lot to ask right? He’s so cool but unfortunately, I found out that he would rather get paid for the interview. Too bad. It makes me sad. So I may not get an interview with him. I haven’t heard from him so I’m not holding my breath. But I’ll write a cute little ode to Ron post after I do a little more research.

So there you have it for Tuesday, December 19th. I’m broke and sad but happy about Alicia and perplexed about Ron. I’m keeping my chin up and as always send you all my love and kisses. I’m wet for you already!

Hey did you know I could cook? Yep I’m a good little cooker and I like to do it in the nude too! So last night I had Julie come over to take some more pictures of me and in return I cooked spaghetti for her. We had so much fun. She really takes the best pictures of me. I’m so glad she’s my friend.

I thought today I’d do something a little different for you guys. This is my spaghetti sauce recipe:

In a skillet sautée about half a tablespoon of chopped garlic in a tablespoon of olive oil for about 2 to 3 minutes. Add crumpled ground beef and brown. When the meat is browned add diced tomatoes. I use canned tomatoes so I don’t have to peel them. Add half a can of tomato paste and stir. When it’s pretty well mixed up add-and here’s where it gets tricky-I don’t measure I just add and taste until I like it. So I tried to time how long I shook the basil and oregano containers into the skillet. The basil was about six to eight seconds of shaking and the oregano was 4 seconds. I like more basil than oregano. You can do what you want. Stir all that around and let it simmer while you prepare the sauce. In a sauce pan mix the rest of the tomato paste (they usually come in very small cans-I don’t look it could be 4 oz) with 2 8oz cans of tomato sauce. This time shake the basil for 6 seconds and the oregano for 3 seconds-you can always add more. Drop two bay leaves in and stir. When the paste and sauce are all mixed together add the meat mixture to the sauce mixture. Turn the heat down really low and cover. Let the sauce simmer for about 45 minutes to an hour stirring occasionally. This allows the ingredients to get married (Ha Ha! Lots of chefs like to use the term marry when talking about ingredients blending together). Boil some water in a larger sauce pan, add your favorite pasta, cook it for about ten minutes, drain it and presto. I think you know the rest.

It comes out better when you are naked, trust me.

Another teaser! I just want you guys to know that you can see my pussy if you want. It’s only $10 for 8×10 and $7 for 5×7. That’s cheap! I’ll sign them and rub my crotch on them. I know its’ the holidays so I don’t expect anything until after. Which incidentally is when I will need Money to fund my trips to New York and LA.

OMG! There is going to be a Die Hard 4! I’m so excited! I love Bruce Willis. I’ve been renting Moonlighting episodes and masturbating to them. I want to rub my crotch with his bald head and pants.

The EP wrote this thing in his blog about punching girls asses. It’s funny. Unfortunately I don’t have a punchable ass. It’s nice and round but not fleshy enough to punch. He wants me to interview this chick Rachel who compiles erotica. Right now I’m reading her book about spanking. I have a spanking story on here. This book is a little more extreme for me. I like getting spanked but not hard. I’m a wimp when it comes to pains in the ass.

And yes I did get blown off by Mr Cyber Sex but he apologized. I still was able to used the vibrator while watching Victim of Love 2 which I will recap this weekend I promise. I just can’t help touching myself when I watch it. So I can’t take notes. It’s not really hard core by today’s standards but it is an awesome view of Christy and Jammie.

Enjoy the picture. I’ve been picture crazy lately!

Don’t you love my crude photoshop drawing. Want to see more? Buy a print! You know where to find me. I’ll remind you anyway: alixxx13@gmail.com. Not a word about my stomach! My tits look great!

I have been at 4500 viewers for far too long. Tell your friends! I want to get to 5000. Actually I want to get to 20,000!

I love you guys you leave the best comments!

I was going to have Cyber sex but he had to go. The nerve! I was fingering myself and then putting my fingers in my mouth and he had to go!!!!! Oh the humanity!
I’m not melodramatic, just very descriptive.

More later I just wanted to leave the teaser pic.

So I didn’t smoke yesterday. Yes I smoked on Tuesday-I had three and I didn’t smoke them all the way either. My house is staring to smell better but I feel so worn out. How long does this take? Can I do it?

Thanks all of you who have little blond friends. Too bad I don’t live on the east coast Frothy. I do have a little black book because I am a slut and proud of it! So I found one. She was happy I was happy so was the guy. It was a happy time. Imagine how hard it was to not smoke after. Well I did, it was a couple of days ago. It’s now like I have to go into a cave for a week to quit. I get home and I collapse on my couch because I have the black lung (cough, cough) and it’s heavy. I heard that this is physical withdrawal. I don’t need this shit right now. I have to be able to work. My mind is going to kill me.

I have a new upstairs neighbor. He’s really loud! He woke up at 5:30 this morning and left his radio on! Fucker! I’m not fucking him!

Girls Gone Wild is getting what they deserve. I love drunk naked chicks but they sue and I’m surprised that this guy isn’t in jail. Plus, who doesn’t have release forms for this shit? Even I sign releases from photographers. I think this guy gets drunk before he makes his decisions. I used to do that I should give him a break. I actually wouldn’t mind working for him. For some reason I have this ability to not look at the girls as victims like most women do. I don’t get mad about exploitation. We’ve come far enough to know that we shouldn’t be so uptight. I agree that I am a little too liberal and objectify women and men but I take full responsibility. I like that it turns me on.

I will get to the task of recapping Victim of Love 2 some time this weekend. I haven’t updated Road to Christy Canyon in some time. I would do it at work but I get too horny. I have to go to the bathroom and wait for everyone to leave sometimes. I think people at work read this. So yeah, I do that-ha! Just don’t go into the last stall after me.

I’ll post another picture soon. I’m still selling them. My problem is that I love you guys so much that I give them away. If you want any you can contact me through MySpace. The link is to the right.

I was going to post because Jenna Jameson is getting a divorce and I thought I found my little blond. But then I saw this . I thought it was funny. What guys do that? What happens when they get a girlfriend? How do I meet them? I might never get the answers. And yes I only really go to Best Week Ever for my blog gossip. Why go anywhere else?

Sorry I never updated yesterday. I just watched Victim of Love 2 and I want to have oral sex with a little blond girl as soon as possible. I can’t get it out of my head. It’s all I thought about yesterday. I almost felt my friend’s ass up. I’ll have to find a little blond girl who will let me. That’s hard in the Midwest. We are very uptight. Everybody here wants to get married and have kids. Two of my closest friends got married this year and my sister did last year. My sister is 7 years younger than me so whenever I go home i get the lecture about finding someone. I’m afraid to get married. What if I get bored. The last relationship I was in I lost interest and it scared me. I didn’t know what to do or how to get out of it. So I think I was mean to the guy and he broke up with me. He might read this–sorry guy I last dated. But he also might not know if I’m talking about him so pretty much all my exes will think I’m talking about them. Carley Simon is here.

I have another meeting tomorrow. It’s very cool to have meetings. They are usually counter productive and held only for people to hear themselves talk. But my meeting is a phone training session. So I suppose that it will be productive. Then I have to meet with the Executives. They will tease me. It will suck.

So tonight I’m going to try to watch this thing about the Baker kid called One Punk Under God The Jim and Tammy Baker kid intrigues me. I don’t know why I will probably find him annoying. He holds his congregations in a bar. Do they get drunk and recite gospel? What the fuck kid?

So I have to figure out how I am going to get to New York twice and go to LA once. Airfare is much higher to LA than to New York. I’ve never been to New York. I’m so excited. It’s so big and powerful. I hope I get laid a lot. I’ll let you know.