One of life's hard truths is that some people are gonna like you and some people ain't. All you can do is be the best person you can, and befriend those who enjoy having you around.

That's how I try to lead my existence in the world, and it's served me pretty well, I think. Except, that is, in the mysterious and exceedingly vitriolic case of one Chloe Bannion [not her real name, but I won't stoop to disclosing such].

Chloe was one of my fellow editors at AVN for around six months or so, and I recently came to be informed that for nearly that entire time, she was posting invective-filled hate blogs about me here on MySpace, for what reason I may never know.

For the life of me, I cannot think of one single reason why this girl held, and continues to hold, evidently, such bristling enmity toward me...nor can anyone else I've discussed it with. But since she has made her profile private, I can't even so much as email her mano a womano about this. Hence, writing a blog of my own seemed to be my only possible recourse.

Now, I've taken plenty of abuse online, and withstood it just fine. But that's been by anonymous strangers, and THIS is somebody I WORKED with, saw every day, shared mutual acquaintances with. And one of those acquaintances (who shall remain nameless) unwittingly tipped me off to this stream of hate-spewing.

The problem, you see, is not really that I can't deal with her hating me, but that these things she wrote about me, whatever they were, got enough public exposure to find their way back to me, which leaves unknown the number of people who may have seen them before she made them private, and worse - as they did come from a coworker - means they constituted defamation of character.

And there's more. Earlier this week, I was interviewed in the AVN offices by a British TV crew in what, all signs would indicate, was some sort of a Punk'd-esque segment (whose humor I'd say was sorry at best), and based on the headline of Chloe's lastest blog entry (see below), I have most concrete grounds to suspect she was in on it somehow.

So what's her beef? Why is she so obsessed with trashing me? Like I said, I may never know. But I do have some of her lovely blog headlines to share with you, both on the topic of me, and on that of how much she despised this job. So draw your own conclusions, folks, and enjoy:

Jan. 16, 2006: "May I Introduce: That Piece of Shit Pete Wa---n"

Jan. 20, 2006: "I Hate Pete You Know Who, Part Twat"

Feb. 17, 2006: "Whose dick do i have to cut off to get fired from this place?"

Apr. 19, 2006: "You know what I will continue to dislike? Pornography"

May 8, 2006: "Free at last, free at last, thank god almighty, i'm free at last!"

May 11, 2006: "Parting is such sweet sorrow, piece of shit Pete W--"

June 9, 2006: "A long, intricately detailed blog all about pete warren."

June 13, 2006: "New British Documentary on Douchebags--Expert Interview With You Know Who"

JUST ADDED (June 16, 2006): "Brand-New Pete Warren Urinal Cakes!! -- ORDER HERE!"


(Oh yeah, wanna be her friend?! Go to myspace.com/therealbubbles!)

The cover story for the new (May '06) issue of AVN was written by moi, and not only is it my first cover, but it was an especially cool one to get, I think: An overview of female talent-owned production companies, with an emphasis on Teravision (owned by second-in-line-only-to-Jenna-porn-superstar Tera Patrick, in case you ain't up to speed). The raddest thing I got to do because of it was hang at Tera's house for an evening, though there was plenty of other radness involved. Give it a read, let me know what you think:

Up to this point, I've maintained a strict policy of not adding guys to my Friends list. I've made the decision to alter that policy ... but just slightly. If YOU request ME as a friend, and I deem you to be a spectacularly huge person in the porn industry, I wil CONSIDER adding you. Other than that, my rules still apply: 1) You're a hot and/or riotously funny person with a vagina. 2) You actually know me for real.