a REAL update, the return of the photo option

so amidst all the parties and fabulousness it's been difficult maintaining this blog in any real way. So we had another little shindig at my place because Big O's girlfriend is moving to paris for a year. yes this is very sad, but sad occasions are also excuses to drink a lot and dance very late into the night to Sean Paul "i'm still in love." this and r. kelly's "Step in the name of love" are my house's official theme songs, and we like to play them when everyone but our key friends (who will eventually pass out on the couch) have left and we are drunkenly slow motion dancing in the living room. good times, indeed. so before making an appearance at my own party I had to make a little cameo and a homosssssexxxxual festivity.

this is me, a gay and a rrrresbian. Or maybe she's bisexual. She also reminds me a lot of janeane garaffalo in reality bites. we were trying to do Tyra's "deconstruction of the human body" pose. failed, me thinks.
this was another drunken attempt at the same pose
I think there isn't enough death in my body langauge. PS look at my new fabulous shoes. patent leather mary janes = awesome! "but why are you wearing glasses, xtina" you may ask. Well my backup plan was to go to this theme party called "the bang" where the theme was back to school. I was going as a sexy teacher and i was gonna have an apple in one hand and a ruler in the other. i ended up not going so as usual i just looked a little oddly dressed. To be honest though this is not very different from how i would normally dress on a weekend.

then i got back to my house and continued to spread the fabulousness around that house
my friend kristen was visiting town which was very exciting to everyone but the frenchman in the background, as you can see.
so i live with the guy in the front, big O, the sour frenchman Bert, who is actually really nice and seriously eats nothing but cheese, bread and pasta. like the stereotypes of european diets is no lie. And i also live with the indian girl, A. yes, we are so multicultural. All we need is a black person.

So at one point the girls got together for a Vagina picture and i had this brilliant idea that since Minayo was moving we should carry her across our arms. in my head this would make for a great picture. this is me coaxing her "come on, just the tip."
the result was a disaster. We dropped her. Fernando was taking pictures of the whole thing and he was cracking up because me and A are standing there cracking up not even trying to help her. Note my fabrrurous legs.

now here is an important topic for discussion. I am on hiatus and i'm never really the kind of person whose friends set them up with people because i think i am just a bit too particular or something. but anyways big O and minayo have this friend Mike and they think that i should date him. this is mike.
No, he's not the guy in the front. He's the goofy white guy in the back. The reason they think i should date him is because he is fun in a weird alternative way. what do you all think? i don't really find him all that attractive but he is a nice person. And jen said she ran into him at the library and he had fallen asleep on his highlighter and had highlighter all over his face and didin't know it. does this sound like my type??? there is a sort of napoleon dynamite quality to him. and he's not latino or a poet or a med student or an engineer so he has the potential to not tell LIES. i guess he does web design or something. i don't know. sounds like potential LIES to me.
oh speaking of computers, i reformatted mine and it keeps asking me to activate the finger print scanner. Trust me if i could have gotten the comp without it i would have but for some reason IBM insisted on this damn finger print scanner. So i ask the blogosphere, why would a normal person like me need a finger print scanner? i'm not sidney bristow. I do'nt have the mock list of spy names stored on my harddrive. what is it's purpose.

Fall is in full effect, falling leaves and all, but we've been having weird weather. bouts of hot and cold and rain and humid and all of it is making a mockery of this rat's nest atop my head. So i would like to thank whoever at garnier fructis finally decided to sell a line for curly hair. I mean their sleek and sheen line is decent but it also leaves build up which is not cute. but their new curly hair line is pretty decent. I've used lots of shampoos expensive and cheap and i gotta say Fructis is pretty good for the low low price of 2.99. coming from a family of beauticians i have have tried my fair share of saloon products in my life. Pureology and redken and frederik fekkai and bliss and shit but in the end i think i just have really good hair because it looks just as good when i use this stuff as when i use Fructis. I have always said that my favorite physical quality about myself is my hair, and i stick by that. Actually what i think it is is my new ionic blow dryer that my aunt got me which reinfuses moisture as it dries. ammaaaazing. And it has rhinestones on it. fancy!

so another week...blah.