played out diamonds for sale

this took a hell of a lot longer than initially anticipated, still some finishing touches to be done, but it’s more or less finished and i’m happy with it.

i always prep another canvas with leftover paints from the tray.

and while i’m at it i am totally sick of looking at this one, someone make an offer thanks.

guess who’s having maple bacon and scrambled eggs w/spinach onions for dinner and chasing it down with jalapeno jelly and monterrey jack????!


cid is all up in my shit right now cos he was left alone all day yesterday and saturday jeez guy get a life you know? it’s like trying to type with a straight jacket on.


oh hey guys, how was the internet while i was away? good? great. i guess you’re interested in hearing about the adventures of aunt raymi while she was gone yeah? ok, ‘roid voice, LETS DO THIS!

from the top…

spicy green curry a la noodle bowl from thursday, A+.

love letter to fil.

gta4 with my bro.

oh man friday i didn’t eat all day then i had a two piece meal from KFC (w/two “salads” in lieu of fries) gross i know, i can’t even recall the last time i ate that garbage it’s been so long, then after some brews and weed i inhaled 2/3 of this bag and onion dip, just like old times, exactly like old times.

when it comes to chemical onion dip i canNOT control myself, the house could be burning down all around me and i’d just be sitting there shoving one after the other into my ‘maw not even breathing, it’s bad.

i haz the eater’s guilt.

this cat is such a spaz, never sits still for my pictures.

noonish the next day after crap sleep, my brother made me take the couch, it is 3 inches shy of being able to fully extend your legs, i don’t remember it being that short. we stayed up ’til 4 playing gta4 and even watched jackass 2 ungh.

my sleeping uniform. that house is colder than a fucking morgue.

then off to babysit the dogs saturday. oh and part of the belt i wear practically everyday went missing in that room, le siiiiiiiiigh. must be a sign?

rode bikes to carla/bryce’s for coffin pool party, badminton and whatever that game is called where you hurl a wiffle ball at each other with those yellow plastic detergent jug-type implements. fil broke two badminton rackets. inertia he says.

turbo’s dirtnap.

on our way to carla’s we were caught in three separate downpours, awesome, when we got there it didn’t rain once and the sun stayed out. we rode back to fil’s mom’s, fed the dogs, changed, then went over to matt’s. pics of that later.

on the friday nite i went out with my bro and dad to a pub to see a band and shit did i ever stick out like a sore thumb, if you are ever feeling insecure and fugly, go to the suburbs, you will be the hottest youngest babe in every bar ;)

raymi at shanghai

there’s 100 of these all over the city, as well as 100 each of other sdtc ladies, even sass. if you see one take a picture and send it on in to me.

ps. rad belly and double chin eh.

ps. this blog i stalk enjoy’s camera is busted, needsa new one, help ‘em out! paypal monies here otherwise i will have nothing to do with my internet timezies.

sore as balls right now

i almost fainted doing super hula hoop yesterday, then while jogging my stomach hurt stupid bad. i think i’m going to hold off for today. we bailed on going to neater’s party last nite, i have just been in a horrible horrible funk lately can’t seem to get back up on the pony. i’m giving fil the nite off so if you see him around, try not to have sex with him. tomorrow we will be away too, looking forward to it and doggies and swimming.

we watched vince vaughn’s Wild West Comedy Show: 30 Days & 30 Nights – Hollywood to the Heartland last nite, it is really funny, watch it.

oh and at least my joker zit came back while i was wii fit jogging and i kept touching it and made it worse then exploded it and now it is a hybrid zit of two in one GREAT AMAZING COULDN’T BE BETTER!

ps. wii fit jogging is essentially just dancing on the spot in your sweaty underwear with the controller in your hand and all of your mii friends cheer you on and wave at you and little dogs run all around you. all the mii people you create exercise with you in every game, it’s basically a game for losers who never make it out to hang with their real life friends. it’s the my buddy/kid sister of yesterday, but today!

i googled my buddy and found a picture of you instead

what other bullshit can i regale you with, i’m basically procrastinating from showering and packing as much as i can at the moment. tonite i’m going to be partying at a dive bar with my brother and dad, can’t wait. which tickle trunk outfit do i dazzle the suburbans with tonite and socially alienate myself by? short shorts aladdin slippers probably, what else do i got? nothing.

also, fess up, who made this missed connection?

news of the moment

i just heard some guy exclaim OH SHIT SON unironically, and mean it. i mean, it sounded wicked stupid. stupider than this blog even.

i am better than whoever that guy is.

i thought you might like to know

that i just wore my batman shirt out and a girl smiled at me and of course in my size of a football field ego i figured it means she wants to get it on so i will totally be scouring craigslist for the next two days. j/k! also, i overheard many a comment about it [shirt]. if you need to desperately get laid i will lend you my shirt for a nite. moving on, picked up some toothpaste, conditioner, vermicelli and spicy green curry for dinner. the vermicelli is crap however, i need some fuel for round 3 of wii fit. there has been some progress in the laundry nemesis department, she initiated conversation, though i am confused as to what the meaning behind it was, she says JUST IN TIME and TOO BAD THERE ARE ONLY FOUR MACHINES meanwhile she is pulling her wet clothes out of a washer and putting them into a dryer. i said um i try to save it all up at once, what the fuck does that even mean? i felt like she knew i hate her guts or something, or maybe she looked at my rainbow assortment of clothing and assumed i would need ten washing machines JUST LIKE HER. yeah that’s probably it.

oh right the reason for this post is a dude was sitting alone in the park at a picnic bench having an argument on his cell to maybe a parent, a mother, or a girlfriend, he was screaming for them to stop calling him names and I HAVE TO GO TO CLASS THAT’S WHAT MY LIFE IS ABOUT then he hangs up and lights a stress cigarette and gets back on the phone, more screaming, more shit about class and then SO YOU’RE TELLING ME THERE IS NO FOOD IN THIS FRIDGE? several times, hangs up and slams his phone down and assumedly breaks it cos he doesn’t get back on and he fumbles around with it.

listening to that stressed me out so much i inhaled the majority of my vermicelli.

and now it is raining fat drops and so windy i hope my plants don’t get shredded.

thighs party

my aladdin slippers are pretty close to biting the dust i am ever so saddened.

post-horseshoe, i didn’t bother going back to see king khan and the whatevers fil and matt did i have so blown my live music gasket. i at least got to babysit fil’s gigantic backpack.

aw charlie brown christmas tree.

sass and the stupid keyboard. i am embarrassed to share this but last nite i did not believe there was such thing as a tab key, officially i am a lightweight boozer, g-reat! i asked how to scroll into a different field they said tab duh i’m all tab? wtf? it was a very pitt-moment.

this is the part when i shared the story of fil and raymi to sass and how raymi used to love going to concerts during the courting phase of their relationship.

see how haggard and tired raymi is from this lifestyle heh ;)

this bike is a challenge uphill, not that i’m going up steep mountains, everyone knows down from bloor going south is a coasty breeze, then at the end of the nite riding back up there is a slight incline slope ugh, fil was all braggy on my grandpa’s bike cos it has gears. none the less, i’m sore as fuck right now, also from the wii fit, it feels like my organs are bruised, reminiscent of the time i stopped drinking for a week and i was in sheer pain now i realise it’s cos i also started working out with a personal trainer at the time haha idiot.

ok i just realised i didn’t take one picture of matt last nite so here is one i lifted from his facebook from now on i will make more of an effort to not take so many pictures of myself.


ok back to me

we were treated to the wonderful sounds of a nearby nightclub for the duration of our visit, sadly, matt has to deal with it wednesdsay thru saturday, worst music ever too.

blurry view.

actually fluorescent yellow, torn out now, bad anxiety i guess.

here is the mental patient outfit i almost wore last nite, i cut those overalls up to my ass, i just could never pull them off, they rest at a totally unflattering spot on my hips, fully showcasing love handles need not be revealed:

victoria’s secret negligee yeah seriously wasn’t thinking.

second outfit.

final choice obvs.

so wii fit totally destroyed my self esteem yesterday, i did another body test ie. weighed myself, and overnight i gained a pound. that feature is dangerous. fil found a dude who routinely used his wii fit and in 5 weeks his stomach was totally flat, i know this sounds premature but i am already noticing a difference.

r/r saw a lynx!

ps. i LOVE esme‘s new blog so much.