Deep Breath.

Hi all!

Thanks for bearing with me in this extremely busy time. The launch of my newest venture. The Whole Soul Bakery is happening this Sunday, so I'm more than a little distracted.

Hopefully I'll be back to tickle your fancies soon.

Peace!

Jess

Ps. If anyone is in the Beijing area and would like to receive an invitation to the launch of the most innovative new bakery in Beijing, leave a comment with your email and you shall receive :)

oh humidity. how i missed you.

As the sounds of rain drift in off the hong kong streets, i think i'll make a brief stop over here and issue the first post of substance in quite a while.

I've been about five different kinds of busy with the business starting, so hopefully all you avid readers (aka mom) can forgive me for being so utterly absent lately. Especially after starting up that topic and then promising interesting analysis and insight. I'm a bad blogger for disappearing so thoroughly. Truth be told we still have no internet in the hutong, and when i make the trek to the cafe it is inevitably to tweak some miniscule detail on the bakery's flier (or business card, or website, or...) so i have little patience or time left over for posting on the blog.

But now that i'm in hong kong, and as usual am awake before everyone else, i do have a chance to sit myself in front of a computer and engage in the time drain that is my blog. i'm down here for yet another visa run (damn you unwelcoming chinese government) and am staying with the friend of a friend that i met on my last run down here. He's something of a couchsurfer extraordinaire and is actually hosting four other people at the moment.

you might think that this means his place is large. it is not. two are on the living room floor, two in one bedroom, and one in another. what his place is, though, is welcoming and cozy, and he is extremely considerate. he has a laptop in the living room designated for use by surfers and a huge cupboard filled with spices people are welcome to use. keys are always in the mailbox, and it seems as though people are always welcome to come. he's got a fabulous page on the web with detailed directions to his little abode in a small village about an hour outside of downtown hong kong, and all in all he's a fabulous couchsurfing host. it's making me think a lot about community and the steps that people are taking to maintain a sense of this in the fast paced technological world.

Since yesterday was a travel day, i was fasting. now that it's morning and the rains are pouring down my body thinks some food might be nice, especially since i fly out tomorrow morning at 830am and dont arrive in beijing until 630pm....damn you, long shanghai stopover. damn you. and thus i leave you.

much love and many well wishes

jess

FREEDOM

China's visa policies are a pain in my vegan ass.

Then again, it is rather nice to not be in China, even if it is only for 63 hours, and even if i'm still within sight of the border.

Something about getting out of the middle kingdom just makes my day a little bit better.

<3
Jess

Life in the Fast Lane

So, I'm still five different kinds of busy with this new business. When i have some time i promise i'll pop back over here and delve with you into the folds and curvatures of philosophies concerning the female orgasm. Until then, I leave you with a question.

Is it horrible that I just described my business venture (first vegan bakery in the PRC, w00t) to my mother as "manifest destiny, but fewer dead indians"?

with this i leave you.

<3

ps. for whatever reason, similes that implicitly or explicitly reference cocaine are very appealing to me. this is odd, because cocaine is really really not (appealing to me).

Whom?

I'm sorry about the silence, guys. Jessie has been super super busy. With what?

With this:

www.wholesoulbakery.weebly.com

Thats right. First vegan bakery in China. Want a bite?

love&luz
jess

Lovely.

It's ok. Crisis averted. Passport located.

I know you were all terribly worried. Couldnt sleep. Hives. Nightsweats. I'm glad to be able to to soothe your worries and calm your fears.

but more to the point...you all totally dropped the ball. i mean, i leave an engaging conversation sparking topic, tell you that i'm giving away huge hugs for the first person to form and leave a thought out opinion, and what do i get? nothing. I mean, really people. Not one of you left something? What, you think this blog is a one way street? (for those of you who are answering either A) "yes, i do think it's a one way street. thats why its a blog and not a forum, jessie." OR B) "no, i dont think its a one way street. I think it's a webpage. Nothing to do with traffic or cars." you are both correct. but thats not the point.)

you may be curious about the advancements that I've made on uncovering traditional chinese philosophical views on female orgasm. you might not care. either way, you're going to learn. And youre going to learn in installments.

Fleshing out the Myth, Part One

From my perspective, this issue of avoiding orgasm is extremely interesting (and the issue of specifically avoiding female orgasm even more so). It comes to me, at this time, from the Chinese philosophical tradition of males avoiding orgasm to preserve their ‘jing’, their essence, an immutable and irreplaceable energy (one of three kinds: jing, qi, and shen). Built into this are the obvious complications that arise in applying the same practices prescribed for males to females, and the complications in considering spiritual or intellectual ramifications of such applications. The difficulty in truly exploring such an issue lies in separating the massive weight of cultural and social opinion from your rational mind, and considering the situation from a stance hindered by nothing more than common sense. In this global society, we are all so bombarded with opinions and ideals about sexuality from such early ages that coming to a place of clear minded un-blinkered consideration is extremely difficult, in fact, I’ve often argued that it’s impossible.

I’d like to start by saying that the reason that my exploration of this is so involved is that I don’t believe any one thing can exist without consideration of all the things that came before it- each concept and idea we hold today is shaped by the myriad of opinions and climates (social, political, environmental) that predate it. Those ideals of our parents, our respective cultures, those of conquering foreign lands and domineering religions play a large role in the perceptions that are subsequently formed by us as individuals. Hell, even the whispered utterances of the kid next door effect the opinions of the matured mind. All these influences leave an indelible mark on personal theories, whether it is realized it or not. In this way, pre-conceived notions contribute to the evolution of theories and the actions of the people those theories live within. This is why as I consider the concept of male orgasm as a release of non-renewable energy sources, a dilution of the seed, even, and the connotations of this theory on female orgasm, I insist on first acknowledging the primary influences on my own sexual knowledge.

You dig?

In re-reading this, I realize that one thing I like about blogging is that I can get away with the kind of rambling that no self-respecting professor or editor would allow into a term paper or article. Take that, sentence cutters! Hoho!

And that concludes our lecture for today. Stay tuned for more riveting forays into the deep, murky universe of withholding orgasm. To come or not to come, that is the question.

Haha, ha.

jess

Well, isn't that interesting...

What do you do when you live in beijing, and realize that at the beginning of next month you need to leave china keep your 3 month multiple entry visa happy? You scan around for the cheapest flights to really cool places.

What do you do when you see a ticket to Bangkok for 200 dollars? You freak out, call your roommate, convince him to go with you, and get really excited.

What do you do when your roommate, looking through your room for your passport to tell you the expry, can't seem to find said passport? You keep calm, and go home to look yourself.

What do you do when you yourself can't find said passport? Three things, in quick concession.

1. You don't cry.
2. You don't cry.
3. OMG WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?

jess.

(ps, no one tell the chinese government.)