Goodness, itís been days since an update, and my personal journal is sitting patiently behind me, longing for the pressure of my pen, the soothing, initial wet of my words, before it takes my thoughts into itís pulp, all accepting, no questions asked. I love my journal as I love myself, and lately, Iíve been neglecting. Soon, my love. Yes, I did bring your favorite pen.
So, New Yearís Eve has come and gone. M.s. and I got all dressed up, intending to stop by more than one gathering, and ended up planting ourselves at Pixieís for the duration of the evening. It was a perfectly smooth and mellow evening, despite my occasional obsessions about time and what people at other gatherings would think if and when I didnít make it to them. I got over it pretty quickly, Spider Monkey acting out songs to an audience, Al surrounded by beautiful women, a giddy Ollie, people laughing and smiling all around. Pixie threw a great bash, with a party going on in the apartment below as well, plenty of people milling their way up and down, meeting and greeting, and we merged our gatherings downstairs for the countdown.
And I felt the sweet taste of M.s. on my lips at midnight ( sigh). After 2003 officially greeted us, we hung around for a bit, watching the girls dance and sing to the music on the stereo, sharing memories with the crowd of our crazy past together (3 of the four summer girls were in attendance, and Pony, how we missed you!), generally having a relaxing and entertaining time. I began to get tired at around 1:30 a.m., because Iím a pussy. No, thatís not the reason. I trained my mind to NOT be up for the after-party, and because I am so effective in my training of myself and others, my body was prepared for sleep at a much earlier time than usual. We stopped by Bee&Geeís place on the way home, where Cabana Boy, his man, Bee&Gee, and Ollie were bouncing around in a haze of color. I swear, I could SEE the colors myself.
This is what I missed Ė friends of mine went to an after-party that BEGAN at 4:00 a.m. Then, they took a bus to a local bar at 8:00 a.m., finally leaving to end up at one of their places until the late afternoon. The next evening, when I spoke to someone dear who hadnít slept yet, a part of me felt like Iíd missed out. But the majority of me was deeply relieved that I had slept and spent a day lazing around in relaxation. So far, my 2003 has been slow and comfortable, as I have had the week off after New Yearís Eve. Today, I think Iíll turn in some gift certificates and buy myself some new things, then maybe catch a movie with Ronaldo. Yeah, life is hard.
In other news, the Boys have changed their look AGAIN, but I am still ecstatic that theyíve kept my quote at the top of their homepage. In another ďotherĒ news, it seems as if this scum-suck may finally die. Letís see how long it takes the system to off this one. This isnít Texas, so Iím not holding my breath over it. Hey, could we ship him there? Just a thought.
AND, I had Christmas officially with my family yesterday. I was happy to see that the gifts I gave were genuinely appreciated, and I got a LOT of stuff. Things I appreciate and donít have room for, but Iíll make do. Two of my gifts were mirrors. I also received some glitter items, a pedicure set and some makeup (in addition to gift certificates Ė yay! And a lot of beautiful jewelry). Good to see my family still sees me as the vain rave-chic Iíve been in the past. I guess that never really leaves you, though, and hey, now I just need to find a reason to cover myself in silver glitter. Anyone know a party that needs a snow-fairy? Hey! Not THAT kind, although Iím sure that would make a GREAT party. Alright, enough for you. Iím going back to my vacation. Sooner or later, Iíll actually get to spend some of this free time PLAYING instead of lounging around and looking beautiful, as I so naturally and deftly do.