09/23/2026
LIKE ANY GOOD PUSSYCAT, I HAVE NINE LIVES. 🖤🐈⬛⚡️
Here’s a rather chaotic little life update from this kitten…
Tomorrow starts offensively early. I have an interview for a Marketing Coordinator position, followed by a q***r job fair where, believe me, I’ll be interviewing the employers just as much as they’ll be interviewing me. I’m there to sell my skills and services, make connections, and find the rooms where all this creative electricity might actually belong.
And will I be doing it in mostly black, a floor-length vermilion blazer, long black-and-red claws, enough chunky jewelry to interfere with local radio frequencies, and a spherical brown purse sprouting black ostrich feathers?
Abso-f**king-lutely.
Apparently fashion is becoming another te****le of the ever-expanding Jake cinematic universe. I’m planning to expand my business offerings into wardrobe audits, colour season analysis, personal shopping and professional styling. Colour, texture, structure and silhouette have always made a strange amount of sense to me. I like clothes that look like they have something to say, preferably something mildly threatening.
Would you be interested? 👀 If having me crawl into your closet, dissect your colour palette and help you build a wardrobe that actually feels like you sounds useful, let me know. I may be looking for a few willing fashion experiments very soon. 🖤
This week has been about re-centering. Long French nose firmly against the grindstone. I’ve been leveraging connections, attending networking events, pursuing funding for my business, continuing to develop a pilot project with a BC company, applying for opportunities and generally attempting to turn a rather strange chapter of my life into something useful.
The current operating system appears to run primarily on Red Bull, abrasive industrial music, Cherry Ambition perfume and an unreasonable quantity of chunky jewelry. It’s working.
Drenched in Cherry Ambition,
Jake 🖤