I don’t even like saying her name but I’ve been trying to overcome that to remove some of the power she has over me. Jayden Jaymes is the thousand-pound gorilla that I wear as a backpack.

There have been flashes of light at the end of the tunnel, a few outlier weeks where we took down Jayden Jaymes with a monster new article, probably about Adam Bomb or something. But then we revert right back to her tyranny. One time, I even tried to go back and edit the old Jayden photoshoot blog to put a bunch of links to new stories at the top of the page. Jayden wasn’t having it, I should have known she would slither her way into the backend of WordPress.

This Groundhog Day scenario of Jayden beating me to a pulp (in the traffic rankings) every single week, over and over again, has to stop. I’ve tried everything. I wrote a conspiracy theory about Marvin the Martian. We stomped In N Out burgers and fries with Osiris D3s. I interviewed Fred fucking Durst. I’m thinking outside the box. But all these little internet horndogs want to do is think inside the box. Alright, that was inappropriate.

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