UPDATED: Charlsie Speaks (NOT an April's Fools Prank, Although Jackles is a Fool)

UPDATE: Now with a new photo better suited to the boarish behavior described in Charlsie's tale!

Remember Charlsie? The sweet, hard-working Jackles slave who had her Tumblr deleted because she made mention of her slave chores and that Jackles was chronically late for TMI Weekly meetings and filmings? Jackles then shrieked and stomped her foot to Karp, we're assuming, who had the blog deleted a couple of weeks before he nuked a number of anti-Jackles blogs much to JA's braying satisfaction (she's a journalist, you know, yet she's all for censorship). Charlsie's blog was never resurrected, unlike the other Tumblrs were in the face of a public outcry about censorship. Poor Jackles started to cry at Fashion Week when she heard about the reversal -- BOOHOO!! -- and then started Tweeting about how HAPPY! she was.

Cuckoo ... cuckoo ... cuckoo ... cuckoo ...

But we digress. The last we heard from Charlsie, she was still trying to get Jackles to sign a form she needed for college to prove she had been an unpaid intern and learned the fine art of being a slave to a non-celebrity narcissistic pig. Harsh, you say? You may not think so after you read this update from Charlsie about Jackles's boarish and borderline insane behavior.

Q: Did they ever end up signing your form for school?

A: My form ended up being signed by the producer and turned in on time. Julia frequently texted me and called at strange hours (2 am is her favorite) threatening not to send it. After I sent an e-mail to her about her lack of professionalism, the producer, Megan Alagna, e-mailed me and said I misconstrued what Julia wanted from me. Apparently she wanted to just have a discussion about my internship, and not the blog situation. However, Julia's messages to me told me that we needed to talk about "what happened" and how angry she was. The communication between the two of them didn't even make sense.

Q: What's your favorite Jackles story?

A: After I sat in on a 4-hour long TMI meeting, she asked me to come over to her apartment later that evening to work on the PR kit with her. My residence at the time was on the Upper East Side, and it took me about 40 minutes to get from my place to her apartment. We scheduled a meeting at 7:30 pm. I left early and when I got off the subway, Julia texted me saying: "Can we do 8pm?" I texted and said I was a block from her house, and she responded by telling me to wait downstairs in her lobby for five minutes. Thirty minutes went by and Julia's lovely doorman called up, and she told him to keep me down there for just ten more minutes. An hour ended up passing, and Julia just texted me and said something came up and that I could go for the evening. No apology or anything. No explanation. She didn't even have the decency to come down from her apartment to tell me this or to even call.

Q: What is the relationship like between Julia and Mary?

A: Mary and Julia fought pretty much all the way through that 4-hour TMI meeting. They fought over topics especially. Julia wanted to do a TMI about Obama's inauguration and wanted to talk about going to the inauguration, but Mary thought it was stupid. They also argued over whether or not David Karp would be an acceptable guest on the show. Julia thought it was genius, Mary didn't think it was a great idea.

Q: How do you feel about the whole situation looking back?

A: NonSociety is really just a joke. Julia just wants everyone to do everything for her, and I think she believed that I wouldn't see through that, but it was crystal clear.