merry christmas, boy george

new journal, it's christmas, and pop-up video is on!
i'd say the night's not ending badly.

i spent the first few hours of christmas morning spending quality time with some
quality people, it left me feeling pretty good about the people in my life,
fortunately.
since it is christmas and all i feel like i have a genuine reason not to drive
down to hollywood, but odds are i will. guilt trips have a way of lasting
much longer than the drive from palm beach to mirimar.
i haven't had a haircut in six months, and im embarassed to go now. i worked a
party the other night, which happened to be hot heads' holiday party, and the guy who
cut & dyed my hair oh so long ago was there, kind of akward. as im serving up the
smashed potato bar one of them even asked me if anyone had tried to pick me up
as a client yet, and how i felt about coming to work a party for a bunch of hairdressers
with "my roots". haha. it was fun anyhow, those people were down to drink and dance- by the end of the night one guy had removed his shirt and it found itself a nice spot hanging on the
christmas tree. boy do i love the gays.speaking of, coli on friday was on of the most
fun times, ever. their long islands are delicous and i think next week i just may
end up entering the booty shaking contest. i never enter contests, anyways.

"real girl in the middle!"