Hi Skanksters. First of all, hit play on this before reading because I am writing this to this.
Silver Line is an amaze song. Notice when you go to a concert your brain gets infected and you have to do nothing but listen to the album again and again completely. I always rolled my eyes to music dorks friends and lovers of mine in the past but now it is happening to me so there.
I can already tell this post is going to suck the life out of me it has been so long. I find as I age and become more senile it is harder to rehash the mundane things I have done. Recollection has largely been a part of my existence. Like the Man and the Sea, my bacon staring back at me.
“according to my recollection, he was wearing a striped necktie”
(in Platonic thought) anamnesis.
This is my face as a giant smiling acorn.
This is me concerned about everything in the universe.
This is me being all that and a bag of chips from Grease at the Drizzle.
And at the Sony Center. No wait this was pre-drinks at jack astors. Wanda Sykes was AMAZING. Joe Rogan did not blow me away but whatever it was still an amazing time thanks Ben!!!!
Reclaimed some motorcycle roots last week too was awesome.
A run. Just last week. When I could grease up and run in the sun super fun.
Drake display art. A microcosm of the complete picture.
Room before Raymi Tornado.
Raymi before losing big time at darts.
Trying to take a picture of a ship #selfie accident/then pretending to take a picture of a ship.
Those nails. Time to change ‘em up lookin’ a bit rough. Princess dirtbag protip for nails: I add metallic green in the same shade to the cracks and chips in my nail varnish until I can no longer tolerate it. Which would be today. I am a peacock by nature. I change my nail colour constantly. I don’t do manicures cos I have nice enough hands/nailbeds/cheap/ADD. I don’t do massages either. I don’t know what relaxing is! That’s why I blog.
As I showered for the night I visualized my entire wardrobe to conjure the ultimate concert look. This is my hair wet, pre-makeup for anyone in the cheap seats/cares. Those are my John Lennon boots I got from Le Chateau. They’re a light winter boot that I paid a lot of money for to avoid waiting in line for service at the Bay and I’m glad I did. I can get away with wearing them with daisy dukes because I am insane (have the balls) and they’re lightweight. I would say I’m going for motorcyle mod chic.
My mom said you can wear white after labour day now anyway, bottoms are ok’d.
Off to the show.
A tiff maskerpiece.
Damara has shrunken from all her marathons and her tits are gone I was upset ahhaha.
This is my street corner from years ago for several years. Old neighbourhoods can make you feel like a ghost.
We miss you Papa.
Ha. A pre-pic, relax.
Instant relief afterward but I couldn’t do bloodwork cos I had a snackwrap #idiot. Next week Mom and I go back.
They only lived once!
We were geeking out on our collective calf muscles. Runners, shrug. Fwahaha what a douchebag thing to say right. Legzactly.
Had to. So cute.
God this post is so long I wanted it to be all about Lykke li but all this other crap gets uploaded along the way in the frey. Apologies for the nonsense. I doubt you care though. It’s Saturday. You’re probably in a pumpkin patch right now anyway.
Two people now, one being my mother, have mentioned squats to me cos running will only take you so far. I lie and say that I do them but I don’t and look at the result of my ass anyway not to be an ass or anything. I do some uphill action, I lunge up and squeeze my ass when I run like I make my ass do the walking so like in all things in life I do it my way. Shoulda heard the arguements I had in Problem Solving math I was definitely a savante. Remind me to math brag another time.
Socks are padded. Toques are cheapo they came in grey and dark blue and peach. I have done the grey to death before, the red looks amaze with my hair and the green is a classic redhead contrast colour trick. I bought four pieces of head accoutrement this day.
Hi. See how I like little extras? Extra extra there’s extras.
Didn’t buy but liked. I’ve owned hats with ears on them many times before in my life. It is unavoidable to own hats with ears on them, am I right peple? I am. You know who you are. I see you. #thisishowwedo.
Holy body transformation. It’s a tie between these guys and my little hearts ones for this summer.
Gonna pause it now these ones deserve their own post and I was multi-tasking through this whole mess I’m sorry. Say hi in the vomments you stupid dicks! Also friend me on ello.co/raymitheminx if you’re on it I write neat things there.
Hope you enjoyed your glimpse through the eye of the needle of my life, I bid you adieu xoxo.
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Hey diligent and loyal followers. So, this weekend I was busier than a one-legged man at an ass kicking competition and cos I like, be old now and stuff, guy I’s tired. If you know me I’m a semi-balanced type striking a fine line between laziness and doing lots. Living out here and all the shit that I need to do being in the city can get a bit exhausting, even just thinking about it but like, it’s all fun stuff so why the stress. It’s hard for some people to simply just enjoy their life and appreciate the fun moments and it’s so stupid because years from now I’ll think back to this weekend if I can remember it and be like THAT WAS SICK! And I’ll forget all about this needless useless nagging stress.
Enjoy these now because once it’s cold I’ll be in fugly layers, in fact, I won’t even take selfies cos no one cares about snowpants. I bet I will be less active in the running dept all around, get fat and then become a massive bitch. Looking forward to it!
What the hell was I talking about? I just got busy doing a billion other distracting things on the internet and then my bud sent me this drawing and someone reported it on facebook like that. Omg so edgy right meow!
Anyway. The Urban Rodeo BBQ was uh-maaaaaaazing. Lots of wealthy hot people and somebodies walking around drankin’ and yee-hawing it up. Super super fun. I love The Brickworks.
Had a great stay at The Drake. I can’t believe how long wastoids stay out on the streets after last call, so loud right below my window but turned into white noise inevitably. Awesome room and service.
In case you were wondering which you always are about me, I brought two pairs of the exact same pants with me and wore one on each night despite looking like I wore the same pants for 48 hours which isn’t a bad thing people re-wear jeans all the time. I wore my runners cos my right foot “injury” “whatever it is” was acting up again and none of my cool footwear can deal with that and trekking through the city for multiple activities which didn’t end up being a problem anyway this time cos I was a total princess and had cabs and drives I was basically carried around in a papoose all weekend long.
There are so many awesome goodies in your Drake room it’s very tempting.
I wrote a whimsical post once about how much I dug on fall but now I change my mind and I’m bitter on fall. Only because I know what’s coming after. Cannot deal. Hate cold. Despise snow. You have to bring more shit around with you in general like layers and hats and mitts and everything takes longer. I can’t run in snow. Balls. So take your gleeful autumn is for lovers thing and put it on mute. It’s just a personal thing with me and fall so don’t you take my feelings personally against your pumpkin spiced latte farts okay? ok.
Don’t worry I rolled my eyes at myself when I took this. Oh shut up Toronto it’s only the most obvious known graffiti wall on Queen West. Well people in Edmonton don’t know that! See how I have fights with myself insecurely about things I worry a ghost snob might deign to think about the crap I blog?
There we go. I ate a lot of bacon today. In fact, bacon and chicken wings seem to be things I feast on often. Can’t be good. Sometimes I look like a curvy little meatball just saying this is one of those times.
Woke up early today to check out and leave city and then the hunger hit. This bacon was so good. I bet I have the arteries of John Candy.
This is why I love Brickworks. I said to my date, “DAVID SUZUKI” and he either pretended to know what I meant or knew what I meant by that. Fuck I don’t even know. Okay yes I do and it has to do with evergreen trees and something Canadian, long story short.
Not to be a stalker or anything but hi.
Do you guys remember that time I had my own public access program in the 90′s?
So, hi. I’ve toyed with posting this butt pic for a little while and been too scared to. My homies are like why, just do it and don’t even explain it but you know me, I come with sexplanations. A ton. Meanwhile, instagram sent me one of those stern warnings about the below photo I posted yesterday for #TBT and they deleted my sad little nineteen year old neeple which I had expected them to do anyway, I even blurred it out a bit but obviously it did not suffice. Too much scandal.
What with all these celeb nudes going around, Emma Watson being bullied for standing up for lady rights to be met with nude leak threats what a goddamn great time to be alive no. I’ve already got a lot of image damning (artistic in my opinion) photos out there that ruin all future employment prospects so I may as well just keep on keeping on with it like that Emma Stone movie when she perpetuates the slut myth about herself for some stupid fucking reason. So, that’s my arse and now I have posted it I can move on. It was taken sometime this summer during my whirlwind of yolo. Have a nice day!
40 top chefs under one roof, for one night only—The Evergreen Urban Rodeo and BBQ on September 27 — a fundraiser in support of healthy, green cities and a harvest celebration like no other!
Come hungry. Leave full.
Bring your ten-gallon appetite and eat your way through 10 food stations featuring all-you-can-eat, lip-smacking, finger-licking BBQ country classics with a sophisticated twist. Each dish will be made with Ontario farm-fresh food and prepared by over 40 of Canada’s top chefs, including Jamie Kennedy, Brad Long and Joel Solish. It will be a night to remember.
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Take a ride on the mechanical bull, try your luck at some classic carnival games, dance the night away to live music and place your bets at the silent and live auctions!
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Here is what I did this weekend in no particular boring order!
I went running. Shocking. This is from mid-week though. Note how androgynous I can look. There’s some hot male-looking lithe chicks out there, always good to keep that in my back pocket.
Just showing off my abs before eating poutine and short ribs no big d!!! Gosh yesterday was lovely as was Saturday. Very blustery though, which would be the cold being on its way and some storm apparently nearby. Wow so cool we talk about weather here.
Sky pron. You just can’t take your eyes off it and the more you look the more you need to keep looking at it.
Smurf outfit. Ended up running in just sports bra. Sometimes punish myself by showing off my jiggle wiggle for drinking/eating too much. There is nothing more real than feeling self conscious while running through town but also triumphant because that was probably the last time so unclothed for the season. Oh, a DILF hit on me yesterday during my run along the water but both of us had no idea how to take it any further so I just ran away shrugging hahahha life.
I had dinner plans anyway.
Caught up with an old gf and we got silly on red wine, was fun. Hope I nip this red wine phase in the bud asap before it takes shape cos I do not deal with tannins well. I have no idea what that means either I was just pretending to sound wine smart.
Dbag safari look. Well I did take off my shorts eventually. Life is all about balance my friends!
Shoe shopping experience was priceless although I wanted to shoot my brains out at the time. Fighting with my non-bf/whatever plus the clerk was non-stop chatting to me and trying to upsell me all this running shit. And I wanted to covertly take a bloody picture but couldn’t get my face angle right for forever because I had to do all this fake talking/laughing/listening to her bullshit and on top of it she was watching me take all these pictures of myself. You don’t always have to be closing when you’ve already closed holy christ so pushy. Anyway, size 8 is kid-sized so I got kid pricing. Fantastic. She sold me a pair of inserts too because I run so hard my feet need the extra support. She was so friendly I thought at one point she was coming on to me and almost said something. God I am so glad I didn’t.
When someone else orders poutine you cannot say no. It’s like witch craft.
Don’t blow a gasket.
Late night eating has got to stop. But how and when who knows! Going to Rodeo BBQ this weekend, lots of eat and dranking. I’ll have to starve all week now. Also going to comedy double header Friday night. Guess who?? I’m doing a triple threat for my 15 year blogiversary. Comedy. Burlesque. Song recording. Freaked.
I feel like I could eat ten scallops right now omg.
Alright, you get me. Back to the grind. Monday again?? Kay bye bye.
Yo amigos how you been? Oh me? Bored as shit whatevs heheh. This weather, something I incessantly complain about is legit killing my buzz. I’ve been working on my book. Going in a slightly different direction with it too que sera sera. I kinda wish I could tell you guys about it, but I will in time. You know when you do the things you love to do you just get all jazzed and wanna scream it from a megaphone and by megaphone I mean twitter. Pah. I’ll just chill then. I’m just going for it though I wanted you to know. The funnier things that I say and write tend to be more explicit in nature and people just can’t take it so I may as well stack ‘em all into one huge anthology telephone sized phonebook atrocity…
And like, the reason for writing this right now even and why I am gonna cut it short then hit pause and regroup later on with it. Why can’t I just Sarah Jessica Parker it what is wrong with my daily headfuck regarding my own constitution?
It’s two days later now. Your hero lost a day there to red wine and many expressive heartfelt apologies regarding that.
My foot is feeling better. Also the last couple days I’ve been in pain and haven’t really spoken about it, seems to be lifting now. If you don’t have your health you do not have anything. I felt like I was dying and my shitty horrible life flashed before my eyes. I’m gonna go see my family doc it’s due time.
Ass. See how I ran out of nail polish remover yesterday halfway through. Ratchet. A bro is dropping me off a bottle right now haha I win that victory at least.
My hair is kinda getting bananas in a good way. Like a lion. I might add blond streaks to it like a major lionness. No? Speak now.
I love red wine. I do not love red wine hangovers. Hmm. Pickle, that.
Wasted yesterday but today I did not and tomorrow just might be hot too. Here is hoping.
Spicy lobster mac.
Spicy Canadian Geese.
OMG am I cross eyed? Omg do not care.
Ribfest weekend sure was a bender if there ever was one. Being captain of a small town makes every little fair a gong show I guess huh.
Carpaccio. I am predictible.
On my run it occurred to me that I probably eat chicken wings at least 4 times a week.