Had a lovely fun family filled weekend. Broke in the roof, ate lots of grub, drank lotsa dranks, good times.
Double aunt/uncs bday celebrations (plus Grandma RIP Sheila) it has always been tradition to have a big fete some point in May. It’s just party all the time ain’t it. No complaints here!
Aunt Alison has spent a time in Halifax so I bought her this necklace from Made you Look. Pretty decent!
Rog and Nance don’t do crosswords oh well, great posh regift or nice to have out on your desk to make you look sharp. Especially trying to do a crossword from the twenties, yeah right good luck with that slang poppycock!
Look how pumped she is.
My feet were sore as balls Saturday night. Thighs too. Eyes, pure bloodshot O_O we have many flights of stairs, I was on party auto pilot the whole time. We pulled it off!
Shawn liked my dirty comics (Perry Bible Fellowship, given to me from Rye) of course. He’s like yo go show dad this so he knows what I’m talking about hahah.
Didn’t get a chance to put up the decorations NO TIME NO TIME also look I haven’t mailed that painting yet. Do they have boxes at the post office for a canvas? They must. Yeah yeah I’ll mail it (hate myself).
The cats were well behaved. This morning I woke up to My Friend sitting on one of the chairs tucked beneath the roof table like it was a frigging indoor dining room, no care in the world. Had to wrestle her off a chair cushion. She likes to disappear sometimes.
The Model Railroad Club of Toronto was a great time. We had a little private party in the club room and got to wander around as we pleased, I LOVE group activities if people are going to get together. I learned so much, and rest assured ladies this is where your husbands are and not at “the ballet” .
Set in the fifties, this O Scale tiny town is a great escapist sight to see with a teeny plastic cup of champagne in your hand that helps shrink your troubles away. Oh so nostalgic. My dad’s trains are HO scale, tinier than this layout but he said now he gets why O scale is more prevalent, easier to see.
It looks very real. The dust and dirt lends a quality of realness absolutely. Or they just lazy.
I wonder if Mr. Rogers ever came here? The MRC, MRRC? MRCT? Urg. Anyway this dang club was founded in 1938 and has been rolling ever since. How many train puns did you make dad?
Reunion Station.
We brought the leftovers back to our place for more eating. We ate all day long and in to the night, jolly good.
I love all the politically incorrect dated ads of the fifties too, very cheeky, lots of little mysteries and mini dramas playing out in the towns across the landscape, all named after a deceased railroad club member in honorarium. Ain’t that sweet.
Oh hi there.
Sweet wave dad what is this Johnny Carson. Basically and always. We are the family that makes fun of each other constantly it’s a bonding thing. Shawn and I are pretty good at it. I am the best of course and don’t you worry little Raymi haters, I receive a double dose assault back.
Nice painting!
Ground control to Major Tom.
Don’t stress out now!
Mrs. Bunyan.
These two hadn’t seen each other in forty years, known each other for forty years?
Women are angry have a cigarette. I loved english media and disecting subliminal messages in advertisements, guess who was the top pupil in that class, naturally.
Home Hardware Pride! I gave five years of my life to this company and happy for it, I’m handy and competent with house hold know-how not that I flex these skills much anymore but I’m buildy if it ever requires DIY this that or other.
Is Tom Hanks in there catching Leonardo Di Caprio if he can?
I love that there’s random dudes filming totally un-filmworthy scenes everywhere. Action!
In a foxhole with my Dad and Dean (the club president).
I only had my cellphone in my pocket when we got this special treatment crawling beneath the track layout tour.
Oh look it’s my favourite tree. No really it is.
Some of the guys in this picture were milling about on Saturday. This scene is kinda F Scott Fitzgerald looking no? The orig Fritzhelder! HAha.
Mmmmm.
I was too hyper active and ADD to find any of these things. Next time though for sure. You can have a birthday party here for kids or just go by yourself, or become a member. My uncle seemed interested kind of, I think his layout was O scale too. Kind of a long drive from Ottawa though, as for me I live around the corner lol. I can picture a blogger group outing here easily, non-stop pics being taken.
Look out Tiny Town, run!
How many old fashioned movies does this make you think of?
Uber Canadian .
Here’s the photo from the video shared below.
Now go check out the railroad club, pals!
Here’s an awesome ring.
And another.
Didn’t think my mom would like this modern key.
J’adore.
My delicious pop.
My delicious face.
My thinking about something delicious to eat. Okay I’ll stop now.
Yesterday Baby BooBooDooDoo (that’s me) took Teach to Habits Gastropub for a VIPLEASE good ol time. It’s amazing how much just simply “having plans” after chores and errands can change your entire mood and help you get through an Ikea line-up. I was giddy once this impulsive plan came to fruition. Happy ME Monday ruled.
Hope you’ve eaten cos it’s going to get tasty. Hope you’re not thirsty cos it’s gonna get dranky.
I LOVE TO BLOG necklace from Jenn cos I stood on the CN Tower with her and I think she’s buttering me up to babysit her triplets someday haha more like other way around. I thought it would be a funny photo addition, this necklace.
Guess how many drinks boozy mc boozersons had off the martini and cocktail menu (plus a few others heheh). Well between the two of us I mean. I’ll have to come back to reference this card I am sure.
As well the chalkboard. Foodieatathon posts are like school, all this paying attention and remembering (I have good recall BTW) or my readers will ask questions about my report, “Is that duck?” “Is that herring.” “Was it poached?” Lol shut up and just enjoy it keener, it’s about the ride too bro which sometimes if you’re cray fungry can be an icy crabby silent waiting period. Not for me though, I love a pre-cuisine cocktail (BLOGIOUSLY) it compliments the feast splendidly so, makes you ravenous and helps you eat more if you unfortunately became full too quickly. Take time to dine and everything will be just fine. #lifestyletip.
The layout of Habits sold me immediately. It’s like a shotgun house, long and lean but not claustrophobically narrow it’s still very expansive and inviting to move further in to the restaurant with a patio out front that is twice the size with the front doors open lending an inside/outside high-end roadhouse quality that I LOVE. If a resto can remind me of a fantasy place I’ve only experienced in of mind before I will make it a regular spot to haunt. Plus their BRUNCH menu is ballin’ Alyssa went over it with me and pointed out things I could not finish on my own and rotating daily Frittata mmm. I didn’t ask what a frittata was, I think I know but with this foodie thing I just nod and pretend and pick it up as I go.
Frittata – an egg-based dish similar to an omelette or quiche, enriched with additional ingredients such as meats, cheeses, vegetables or pasta. It may be flavored with herbs. YOU HAD ME AT MEATS AND CHEESES.
See how much colour I got this weekend? Tanned in two days and I’m still a bit burny and of course a white shirt will always make it pop.
That’s Ben (foreground) the sous chef (call him Beignet Ben) and Luis (back there) is owner and cook of Habits, what a team they are I love seeing the camaraderie of the servers staff owners blabbity blah, total family right there and no bad vibes period.
I had a caipirinha which is wild blueberry-infused Cachaça, fresh squeezed lime topped with soda. I love this drink, very refreshing but has a boozey flavour kick. Teacher ordered one of the Martinis, a Canadian Kiss: It has a lychee in it + vanilla infused vodka, Canadian rye, peach schnapps, jasmine syrup and grenadine. They infuse their own spirits too btw!
At some points you can’t tell if I’m wearing my napkin or not I started to treat the shirt as if it were a napkin, bad idea. I came out unscathed by spills miraculously.
Ahh yeah cha cha cha Cachaça blahaha. Am I drunk still? No, no hangover at all! I did a lot of situps and tricep extensions when we got home so needless to say I am sore today from that.
The eat and drink myself to death chronicles of Toronto continue. (drink responsibly friends).
Fried oysters. Never had them before and while eating one “fried oysters” became FRIED! OYSTERS! the taste blew me away because they’re breaded with breadcrumbs in a moroccan-style preserved lemon aioli and those little slimy bastards suck it right up I did not expect that crispy delicious crisp I almost ate Alyssa’s thinking it was for me too because, well, I’m me. I knew a lot more was in store for me so, FINE, here.
Photographing the merchandise makes it taste sweeter too, one should take in their food with the eyes as well I say. Presentation is key in foodie world I think it would be obnoxious and rude to just swipe at a plate of piled gorgeousness and stuff it in your mouth before all the foodie geeks got a chance to take a picture for their blogs LOL. I’ll stick that hidden camera pranking in my bonnet for a future stunt. Should be keeping it to myself really but who even reads this little-o thing anyway? (hint: everyone).
Jeremy, our handsome writer/server’s sleeve was just aching to be commented on, which, I did and now you gals know where to go for some eye dining candy (you’re welcome). Just wait til my mom and godmother get their hands on him next week oh brother.
Charcuteraymi time! Feat foie gras (meat butter ah gad straight to my heart) better yet read it yourself in a more fun way so I can get a transcribin’ break.
We shared some foie gras with Jeremy who did not even hesitate when I offered it to him. Some servers would say no but I liked that he said yes, it’s more real and less formal or uptight when everyone is on the same level and all food champions (pigs). I get uncomfortable if a server turns down my offer of a french fry and then I obsess about it all night long and feel rejected. Just eat the bloody french fry okay!
I liked the stuff beside the boar the best, also I loved the boar, but the sausage sopresata has the oily strong flavour, I like spicy salamis because they remind me of Streetsville and all the pork chops and Italian kids I grew up with and as it turns out Luis is portuguese and he is such a sweet guy very nice I know Lois will have a nice chat with him (she runs her own restaurant too) and she’s Italian, oh what a cute little clash in the makings of Lois & Luis j/k they’re both sweethearts, it will be a peach of a time anyway back to meats, all the euro kids had meat sandwiches at school and would gladly trade them up for my peanut butter mungacakey lunches by third recess when we were starving again, what is that mortadella pass it up Jackie Calisto! Yo Cabral, give me an egg custard tart and I’ll do your religion questions for you.
That’s the foie gras. I AM SO FAT.
Classic Raymi. That’s what it tastes like.
Spicy tomato mussels. YUM. Demolished and polished them off pretty quickly. Loved the tomato chunks and big mussels bloated from the broth, lots of steamy big mouthfuls blowing and taking in air to cope with the heat. I am a happening when I eat oh for sure things are definitely happening it is inherited greed from competing with my brother at the dinner table for the best portions. If his bacon looked better than mine or my kraft dinner was cheesier looking there would be whining until everything was equal. Siblings are hilarious this is getting me angry right now just writing about it I can’t wait to rip on my brother this weekend.
I love mustard seeds this much! I never used to like mustard before. See how people can change? I do not respect stubborn or finicky eaters who won’t try new things or eat only one thing always, it’s representative of how regimented they are in other life areas too. Man I can get offended by anything if you let me.
Jeremiah and Raymiliah.
Teacher got a lot of sun too this w/e and in half the time, he’s more ginger than I am.
You’ll note my aristocratic roots from my automatic pinky raising that sh- is real son.
Sometimes you wanna go where everybody knows your name & they’re always glad you came!
Super Moon. Okay we get it.
Same cycles, same moods, same outfits, same tudes.
At one point Salvador Darling was not packed and then instantly it was slammed. Had I gone out in my harajuku fleece I’d have vommed all over myself from the heat. Thank god for the teeny window in our VIPLEASE (heheh) booth Darius cranked open.
Cool setting HEY we instagrammed it ghetto digital camera style. Hi Jenna!!
I can fold this shirt up in to a teeny tiny square and jam it in my purse, which is what I did, several times. It’s hot, I’m cold, and so on.
Working my way up to smiling.
Greased up my hair a lot with moroccan oil the night before (way too much thanks REBECCA) so it looked a bit like that, I didn’t want it to be dried out from the hair dye, I only left it on for fifteen minutes they say that in dye boxes to grey haired chicks and blonds, the platinum was just waiting ready and willing to absorb the colour instantly. I feel like blond never even happened I am so accustom to seeing myself dark. This will grow interestingly. Raymi is transforming! I’m also whitening my teeth with guards for 7 days for 30 minutes (that’s what the directions say) AND now my skin is major tanned from the sunny w/e, it’s gonna be a sweet new look and life this summer.
It was Derek’s house warming party but by the time I left the house (I was this close to staying in very tired) it had moved to the bar it wasn’t even eleven yet and they had already peaced out cos Derek was licked. Easier for me than cabbing so we all just met there yay fun plan.
Jonathan was a piece of shit all night long. You know you were. Here are your top ten hits: Calling me a vain bitch, braggarting about being a doctor, telling me I never used the word vortex before condescendingly, snapping at me for interrupting you to deliver a message from Darius across the table being a double bonus diss as the message was juicy and to your benefit. Other than that super neat love and hatey kinda dude, can say I definitely relate. Couple other dumb things too but that’s private so can’t wait to see you again.
All the Pdale boys club crew were out and in full effect. Rob showed up later. Derek did not make it out too bad.
Saw on twitter that Darius is 32 now what I met you when you were 30.
Oh hi. Cool scarf bro wrap it again. This almost made the blog post title cut.
This is what my reaction to being called a vain bitch by a twitty little man looks like. Gloves were off at that point. I am fascinated by rude people, their audacity and nerve. We also enjoyed watching him strike out with other women, cool approach bro. When people turn when they party or turn on you, It’s belligeration town population them. He was quite lovely the first time I met him at Darius’ then remembered who I was what the hair change, bah who cares I’m not even mad you’re just getting a sobriety lesson hall of fame featurette the next day. Jenna said she told him she was going to punch him in the balls multiple times too so there you go haha.
The family camera was being funny so I didn’t get him dancing on there in time. The tunes were great motown classics of all sorts, some mod, everything, very fun dance times. I have the idea for a tumblr or art bar fly project called sittinginonespot.com (which is available I just checked) of sitting in a booth all night long and the people are the only things moving in the bar all night long and you just party sitting in one spot then you film this in every bar club restaurant and have hundreds of them on your website showing the events of an entire night happening cray all around you okay you get it now right? There. Have fun.
SUPER MOON IS FOLLOWING ME. Thanks to the Super moon it was the first time I ever knew there was a window in that corner.
Noticing red everywhere now. You only pay attention to shit when it pertains to you.
Nice setting. But even blurry you can distinctly tell that I DO indeed “have a torso” whiner little Raymi hater just won’t go away. I love you too!
Almost there so close.
This is also a fat day. Well, I ate all day and I am still pretty sleek. You’re so gross about women’s bodies, it’s sad and I do not believe you even have a real life friend with that f-ing attitude of yours.
Turn the heat down, I saw it at 76 ahhh O_O. Hi Tanya!
Open that shit!
I like that we can stare at all the bar patrons from the darkness of the back corner and see them comb the blackness trying to see our faces back.
We played musical booth chairs all night and effectively shunned anyone else for deigning to join us or put their jackets on our spot. Every regular seen here and in other shots have lost a jacket to SD so don’t feel so bad Jules. I am just wiping my brow with relief I got mine back and now I will only go there dressed in garbage in case I lose it. Hahha. I just brought a grey AA hoodie.
Pretty much, right? Nipples NSFW loophole.
I drink a lot of water when I jammer jam cos I am smart.
To be fair he is recently single and just came back from Scotland I guess. The ex seemed a bit, angry? Greener pastures bro we got you!
But next time I will totally push you in to a garbage can okay?
What is your favourite thing happening here? That epic hug or the girl’s face?
Hi Dave! Hi Lela!
Rocky time.
Shh.
Can’t wait to wash my hair today.
Team Yay Cray > Parkdale Boys Club. I am still the founding father president and member of the PBC BTW.
We were very nice hostesses, some of the guys thought it was MY apartment oh brother ahahaha point received.
There’s the man. He was delayed hanging with Derek, maybe tucking him in to bed.
Rob big brothers me. He was shocked and awed by beasties memorization cos I’m so wee. That’s nice if people see me as a little kid I think, I’ll take that!
Requisite girl blob shot.
Nice treasure trail Rob! No really, girls like that!
These are all dance moves. Nice laser beam head Darius.
Dance face! Busted me!
Second male team yay cray inductee.
Tubular! Omg remember what happened to Rob’s scarf ahahahha agh. Great times.
I’m going to dig the wax out with a knife after I hit publish.
This shirt is getting worn. Bought it in thunder Bay from that hippie store while we killed time for our flight.
Love my polish and birds.
Doing toenails yellow later sometime. Okay that’s a wrap. I’ll post Friday night’s BS later on. Cray o lay o lay o lay O LAY! Happy ME Monday.
Tell me what you thought it’s important!!! I will hate you forever if there is no comment here. How long is forever for? YOU WILL SOON FIND OUT LURKERS. Don’t allow jealousilence to overtake you it’s a bad look. You can even say something bad I don’t care. (I do! lots.) You can also comment on it on facebook too, fine. Kay see ya! Thank you!
Ok here are the fun questions I want answers for: Beckham or Wolverine? James Dean or George Clooney? Beyonce or Gaga? Spikes or Chains? Paul or John? Kanye or Jay-Z? Sick of that Gotye song yet? Would you dye your hair white? Wonder Woman or Shera? (I asked this one, she said Shera, I was shocked lol) Audrey Hepburn or Marilyn Monroe? Michelle Obama or Jackie O? What’s your favourite part about being Aliyah Jasmine?
I am never giving up these pants. NEVER. This is my contribution to punk. Look how long my leg is by the way. Raymi long legs. People fear me like spiders so it makes sense.
I had to go over to stupid’s house last night to watch tv because we don’t get mtv here and while we typically order or stream shows online after the fact to get my mtv fill that is not conducive to live tweeting a program therefore to stupid’s house I go.
See THIS is how you watch tv thank god for me showing you how it’s done.
Dear rich people corporations one day when you give me a bigger budget you can see pictures of us watching a tv maybe three times the size as this one boy how am I even able to work under these circumstances? Luckily the two other guys up against me seem like ignoramus’s with no twitter followings so hopefully it was a set up for me to win. No contest. The other other two tasks have me way more nervous though. I have never been nervous to watch tv before however, that was a bizarre feeling. Oh no what if I am stupid? I am so stupid! Who are these kids and why do the three girls all look exactly the same? That is what old people sounded like when mtv was first invented I am sure. Oh right, the show I’m talking about is punk’d and if you just lurk my twitter @raymitheminx you can read and follow it all from last night’s challenge. One of the official punk’d twitter accounts favorited a tweet of mine so that’s a win.
Ooh that’s a bad hunch. Bad bad girl. Very bad.
I took 20 pictures of this. You need more mirrors or a full length to capture more of the awesome.
I am digging this sweater more and more I am wearing it again right now. Cozy. You can get one from 3F, quite affordablah.
Look more eye makeup. I think if you make a heavier lid it makes them pop more and distracts from the sunken crevices what are my under eyes.
That’s me as Jenny McCarthy. Just kidding she is so cheeseballs. Whatever like I’m Isaac Newton. Did you know “Newton was also highly religious. He was an unorthodox Christian, and wrote more on Biblical hermeneutics and occult studies than on the subjects of science and mathematics.” No wikipedia, I did not know that. Occult you say? Interesting.
Come on. You call this a picture? You may as well be across the street.
Shut up I’m working!
Commercial break.
No regrets. Tons. Lol. Do you know how many times people ask me that in interviews? You are forcing me to screw with you more now. Yes I do have regrets. That I never learned to tie my shoes. Actually now that I mention it I was a late adopter to that particular technology. Special. You betcha.
I am the last person on the planet who uses a PC right. I just like the shit that I like lay off me! I want an iphone so I can instagram GO FUCK YOURSELF to everybody over there. No just kidding so I can talk to other hipsters. And play angry birds. But why can’t they make an iphone exactly like a blackberry, one with a keyboard. Jules gets glass in her fingers from the smashed screen. Cool safe. They aren’t durable. I put my last blackberry through the ringer, dropped it infinity times, used the battery to the max overheated it like cray like it was about to fucking explode and it still worked. It still works today I have no idea where it is it should be put in a goddamn museum that little sucker, copy and pasting the letter e and number 2, how I do not miss you at all and now I think I’d rather incinerate it because it brought me so much rage, much as PC’s are wont to do but they have ms paint and simpler functions. I am not a mind reader I wasn’t born knowing cntrl apple something c v whatever my learning curve can only go so far because that is all I will allow it. I still know people who refuse to go on twitter. I think I am doing pretty good here. I think this defensive requisite I’m PC rant shall suffice. But don’t you think it makes sense that I am team blackberry and PC? When you really think about it (if you have enough time to I mean you are probably busy sorry to bother you) anyway, I love Macs too but I’d rather date someone who has one and have my PC and have the best of both worlds.
Oh wait I have a present for you.
My favourite meme. I bet my dad has no idea what that means. Instagram I mean. I meme. Hi dad I miss you! I read a chapter of Roger’s book today because the power was out. Not bad.
What now.
Rebecca put these on and pretended to be our therapist. I tried to have a fight with her about saying she knows more about food than I do. I am going to compile a list of every single restaurant I’ve reviewed and dump them on her fucking head!
One of our view’s from living room Romeo and Juliet balcony hope I don’t fall out of that one day I am stupid enough for it to happen that’s for sure. ‘Sup naybes!
What is this Japan why are you on my potato vodka? And why is Kevin Smith being such a whiner right now by the way? Someone sounds like they want to be Bruce Willis. If someone is emo IT IS BECAUSE THEY ARE SAD YOU FUCKING ASSCLOWN. I never thought K Smith was funny and I never will and now I am continuing my invented feud with him. Clerks? Most pretentious boring pile of over-hyped crap ever. I will give you Jay and Silent Bob Strike back but the silent thing died with Andy Kaufman so chill on that character bro.
Dance karate. Remind me to upload the videos of you demonstrating a choke hold and a kick on/with me.
I don’t remember seeing this thank god for these pictures I clearly missed out.
Rebecca texts me her zit healing progress. Seriously. She had a bullet hole one on her forehead I pointed out yesterday, today she said it fell off too. Thank you.
How did I miss these before? Where am I? We share her camera and I guess I didn’t transfer them. See how much I am the underdog now, I am faxing this blog post in.
Smile Time Station this is my stop!
I like this hoodie because I feel like it makes me look like I have my shit together, like a normal, ordinary, suburban lets go for a hike chick. Also it is still fresh and new looking. I wear it for very short periods of time never. Here is the first time I wore it.
I was going to do this again and I will and you will like it. O_O.
Soon those crappy dead trees will be tossed and I will have new tropical plants again. Probably the same ones. I still want them for free though so give me some tropical plants now thanks. Maybe a vine too, turn that wall in to a frigging jungle backdrop which will look fresh and dope for my spring break videos up there.
It’s a nice fitted hoodie, I got it as a gift from Style Exchange. VIPLEASE me! I want more from them gimme gimme. My tickle trunk is just a pile of clothes on the floor I keep meaning to sort it but I never want to. It’s just boring but I will do it and photograph all the crap I’m getting rid of and you can claim it for something to wear when you express your lonerisms alone at night during “you time” in the mirror drawing lipstick all over your face or something lol. I submitted lonerisms to urban dictionary years ago. REJECTED.
Cowabunga. The umbrella is dismantled because of the windy night (lots of those lately) blew it over. Teacher was like the wind blew over the umbrella can you believe that? Uh yes I can what’s so surprising about that? The guy has umbrella phobia probably because an umbrella hit him in the head and concussed him, but it wasn’t any old umbrella oh no, it was a Starbucks umbrella. They gave him a settlement, pretty stingy if you ask me. He should also get coffee for life too. But anyway have you seen what those things look like now? They’re three pointed modernly designed impalements waiting to happen and now I am umbrella paranoid too oh great if you see me jogging by you having a coffee in Liberty Village you know why.
It’s not NSFW if it’s fashion right.
In those other pics where Jules is covering my little friends Rebecca said I couldn’t even find your tits. Enigma out!
No wait one more thing this made the rounds yesterday so my american readers can better understand the country I am from. I kinda skimmed it but I can only imagine that it is pretty much probably exactly true and if you are offended GOOD.
As you can see this is how it all began. I was late. Always late. The mental preparation required to adequately wig out and crack under the pressure on top of applying make up just so usually makes one diva at least twenty minutes late. There’s a scene in the Marilyn flick (I’ve watched twice) when Dame Sybil Thorndike (Judi Dench) tells off Sir Laurence Olivier for rattling this poor vulnerable already rattled girl’s nerves over being late to set (granted the more famous you become the more late you can be and she was about 2 hours late and I would never do that) something like there’s more things an actress has to worry about than being on time. That goes through my head when I am layering on my war paint for camera because in my head at the time I am thinking about them all hating on me. I hate being late, it’s a trait of course but, one day when it matters most I will be on time.
They didn’t care though or mind plus we finished up ahead of schedule anyway, I motor-mouthed through the questions and finished before the girls showed up. Show at 5:30 and make me look cool. None of those things happened. Just kidding I always look cool. Which is a topic I waxed poetic on for a tad.
Surane said he studied body language and that interviews taken place across the table from the interview subject and interviewee make things more formal and awkward. The chair to chair thing is disarming and better for secret extraction.
So nice knowing ya Toronto I am moving. Haha.
I love it. So Anchorman. Look what you girls missed. Dumb dumbs.
After my brazillionaire which I had during the talk (I like to keep it Johnny Carson) I had this martini, Apple sidecar? I mix them up. I was a good girl on Saturday. I kind of drink only every other day, diet secret.
Their loud boisterous entrance was funnily timed, like oh look it’s my stupid friends now (whom I adore obvs) and Sundays at Mildred’s Temple between brunch and dinner service are often quiet. “I know things” aka EVERYTHING.
Rebeccablah said she needs this for her place. Yes.
Blink count Jules.
Immaturity forever. I was celelibations central. no just two. I was happy and relieved it was over.
Kay now peep all of rebecca’s different looks.
And.
Oh. I see.
Thank you very much Mildred’s for saving me from cleaning the entire house.
You must be in a hipster band to work at Mildred’s, One guy is in the Russian Futurists seen here. We commiserated over being interview nervous. Another guy is in the Manvils.
We had the charcuterie. Yum.
The girls loved Mildred’s. It is me and teacher’s special place.
Okay cool thanks hi.
I was going to go to Holt yesterday but sat on my ass instead. There is always something in the tickle trunk to put together. I almost sold this dress once.
Such a sense of humour. I love it.
Could have eaten that all over again. The caesar is nice and creamy garlic yum yum delicious. This is not a foodvertorial. Okay I guess it is but it wasn’t meant to be. This is how I’ve always done it. Comb an entire haunt inside and out that I love. Insert it into my story.
Ride me!
Rebecca said this was me. Thank you.
Hiya. How’s it going.
The unisex bathrooms are fun! Especially when a posh elder gent comes in and you’re all cackling away shyly.
No old men were harmed. No they didn’t see this either. It’s only between me, you, and the entire internet plus possibly television too.
Then I went to an 8 year old’s birthday party. Just kidding that’s not me. The dorks took a bunch of pictures of them for what other reason than to just make fun of me again. mmm attention! Lol.
Walk softly. Carry a big stick. Wear your casual shoes and you will be less spastic. Or you can climb a tree if you need to.
What?
French Fires album cover. Yes we are a band. No we do not play.
Hi excuse me I need to fax you a question do you have a minute?
She’s at that hotwkard teenage stage. They grow up so fast.
I am digging my natural frenchie eyebrows. I am excited to be a bit darker, well, longer most of all. Rome was not built in a day.
Kind of cross eyed here.
I want to be in a music video cast as the cougar teacher something. Bucket list.
Rebecca left her jacket in NYC. Are the Yay Cray kids cursed? Jules lost her leather jacket to Salvador Darling. I did too but got it back. Okay back to “other things” of secret natures.
Can you tell these are jeggings? Psyche they are! Fake pockets in the front are frustrating (back ones work at least). They are also cursed because when I wear them I get things spilled on me, jackets stolen lol.
Hair appt this week.
Are we coming or are we going I do not know but I know I pissed everyone off with how long I took getting ready to go.
Ok we are going cos I am putting on deodorant here and Bechnique looks retarded haha I love you best friend toilet paper. Nobody laughs at that joke, we told it to a girl in the Wrong Bar bathroom when we gave her a wad of our TP and she is like yeah right whatever not listening walking away to piss hahaha FINE. I made her a gigantic obnoxious wad of the stuff too!
I am waiting on the photos from the hipster party photographers holy shit already I mean it, you wanna get hired or not? EMAIL ME: raymiATraymitheminx.com or commit social suicide. Just kidding I forget your names even though we are facebook friends, I’ll go look in to that now actually.
Let the bender begin! My last three months of being 28. (excuses for life!) I am what I am and I make no apologies. I told you my two year pre-30 plan is going insane and doing anything I want (whilst diligently on the side plotting and working on my career/the future).
Yikes! So, Twilight. We watched it and it was ridiculous like everyone said it was but we couldn’t see half of what was going on cos we were watching a bootleg of it and all of it is filmed at night and you can’t see any of those details oh well it sufficed as we were semi-conscious on the couch, stir crazy and bored. We went through a bottle of Sprite because Domino’s doesn’t carry gingerale (WTF not?) and dominoes I’m sorry to say that this is what “brunch” degenerated in to. I told you we were frat boys for two weeks and it ruled I will go back to being a princess this week starting now. Bechnqiue you gave me my lipstick back right, you slipped it in my pocket? OMG I just looked and you did! Thank you.
My new coat. I hate it. It is too big on me who the fuck am I Kreayshawn. Definitely buying a new coat now.
Didn’t wear my valentine K out, I knew I would sweat and Salvador Darling would be HOT and if that got stolen I would have lost my mind. No way jose. NO way. Ps. Look who’s on their press brag page? They’ll have more to add to that page from me very soon .
THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE.
Bechnique got new shoes in Texas.
Stella loves everyone and everyone loves Stella. She talks now since I have come in to her life. I’ll have her barking words soon enough.
And Lady Garbage is depressed in advance over the tree being taken down, she likes to stare despondently into it.
Thinking emo thoughts. Aw we love you Lady Garbage. I spoil all of them.
Love my ohhh canada bra.
Fits like a dream and is more realistic regarding the size of my chesticles.
Dorks. SNL was on. She came over to break me loose, I was being a recluse and wasting my youth.
My roots. This is why no one recognizes me when I got out like that they are dazzled by how clean I am. I did a mask and my nails and was ready to split.
Oh look there she is now.
MEATBALLS!
Every time I go to Wrong Bar I feel famous. Had no ID, no problem. The night I leave it at home, no kidding right.
This was dope champagne.
Time for a tan again!
Goodbye Christmas, so the fuck long!
Had this exact same shit again last night. I have a tapeworm I bet. Na, shortest day yet just majorly partying and that’s the last of it. Pfft as if.
The best hot sauce ever. Cheese fries. Oooh I’ll eat my leftover salad today before my stomach eats itself from the inside. We were frat boys for two whole weeks.
WICKED. Globs of garlic sauce, tzatziki and hot sauce and we go through cans of gingerale and coke like prostars(lobs).
And now we have a nice collection of these take out things. Girls horde these like crazy. Tupperware shit we inherited from our mothers in the eighties. Fact.
Fabulous coat, girl.
Dorky pre-New Years Eve heading out shots. See how behind I am? Well not really I just cover all bases with various devices capturing the Raymi News. Noose. OOOoooh so daring.
Completely unrelated to this picture, watched figure skating last night and it was lovely. It made me feel sentimental for my nana and papa, and my grandparents why am I turning in to such a giant suck?
Then we watched the Jassi Sidhu killing case/investigation on fifth estate CBC and thanks to the magic of television, these disgusting people who master-minded the murder of an innocent woman for marrying whom she wanted will finally be brought to justice. A mother, father, and uncle. Living freely in Canada all these years after having their own daughter raped and killed, unbelievable. It’s not the colour of their skin, Teacher said, it’s the ideas in their head that are disgusting, it’s not about race or culture, an honour killing? I asked if it was racist to say they were disgusting people, because when we heard that her mother was involved he made the remark, I was just clarifying. I also believe in an eye for an eye and EYE think these people deserve to be tortured, ugh I never write this way about things that scare me, or matter because it’s a small town but who cares, I CARE. It’s about justice and you just cannot kill someone and get away with it and have it just sit on a desk for over a decade. The entire family is implicated in my opinion, living on that farm compound together keeping the secret. Pretending to not know shit and that he’s “in India.” You know what else this family did? Not only did they pay to have their own daughter killed, they paid to have it put on the man she married so that guy spent 4 years in jail (is fully emotionally battered from this experience and will never forget, he remembers everything and he feels like when Jassi died, he should have died when she died. HEART-WRENCHING) and he was completely innocent. They had her raped too. WTF does that have to do with “honour” killing? I guess dehumanizing as is possible and shamed for disobeying her family. Where can I sign up to get in on such a lawless people? It is smiting to feel so helpless in your own culture, like you were born into suffering in to not having a say god forbid you be born a woman. There are photos of the lovely couple in love and in no way shape or form could it be possible for her husband to commit these acts upon his new bride. Repulsion doesn’t begin to cover it. I know that within an entire culture, every person is a snowflake and not all apples are rotten, but I do know that this happens a lot and gets swept under the rug because Canadian government doesn’t want to get involved. It takes the bravery of a man to write a book about this and bring it to a shock jock tv outlet to make the police get involved (and tips from anonymous sources) and this happened in my own country. If this were a white, or black family, boom, instantly dealt with. There was nothing honourable about how that poor girl died. The mother, father and uncle deserve to rot in jail and then in hell. Eternally.
Knew I’d be a sweatbag in this so I left the vest at home.
Gave myself a wee trim. Too many asshole comments about it, now go complain about something else. That striped dress/shirt came with/beneath my black loosey (rip off of chanel) tank, I don’t think they look very good together so I got two shirts out of the equation and while I was making the purchase, spanish carolers were up in my grill. Nothing says Feliz Navidad like a homicide in a Kensington market t-shirt shop. Hope that shirt I bought my bro’s gf’s son fits, it’s a rare photo of Bob Dylan enlarged and screen-printed, and so amazing though he wanted a Bob Marley shirt (they only had ones of him smoking blunts and I doubt that would fly at school) but I said this one will get you more girls and he said he had a girlfriend, I said fine whatever it’s cooler you just don’t know it yet. My dad was blown away by it.
I love lime jello.
Only when I’m sick though (bought this on whim), it is the total cure, these individual ones are not as good cos you can taste the fake sugar and chemicals. I would not give my child this garbage, I’d follow tradition with a lunchable like my mother did lol or five bucks safety pinned to their jacket and a note saying TODAY’S SPECIAL PLEASE. By the time I’m a mommy blobber, mommy blobber’s will be disgruntled by their teenage monster children and despise them then hit their second or triple adolescences and join us at the keg. I wish.
Don’t cover the lens please.
I am hot at being awkward.
And now I look like a mini-mom, MY mom. And Jimminy Cricket. This is at the drake in a hotel room. Teacher has no recollection of this point in time of the night. Looks like someone’s got to cut back on the sauce.
Too bad you forgot this part it was a great time. We ditched you with the boys and went down in to the belly of the sky yard to do our thing. It was like a fairytale a really good time. One kind of dorky guy at one point (no not you)(prob reading)(another dorky guy). was talking to me and I liked talking to him, no flirty or anything he said I was way out of his league and the drunk future cougar me who was in-tow with Lauren O and I says stop talking to him blabbity blah he’s gross. The older women are, the less time they have for dorks, some of them anyway, not my ma and I the more decrepit and Steve Buscemi, the more we love you hahaa. By the time we have a show I will LOOK LIKE Steve Buscemi so hurry the fuck up people.
I think this is when Teacher broke his phone too, dropped it. When a door closes a window opens and now he’s got a new phone yay!
And here a pointless loop conversation takes place as I am unawares he’s gong-showed (thank you Lauren’s boyfriend and every other guy that meets and falls in love with teacher) he came-to at Brock’s party.
There’s my girl. I cannot wait to spill the beans about MTV Creeps. You guys will die. And then I will have to leave town if it blows up in my face. I am making friends with Rashida and she has pleasantly been a great help in preparing me for my episode (January 17) and the fall-out of haters, she said the positive ones are the ones that count. People are telling her she is their idol. They go to her work to get photos with her. I want to find her a good man. Update: She ain’t lookin’ lol.
Casie gave me a sticker of her and lauren for the back of my blackberry and it hasn’t fully disintegrated from hand sweat and partying yet but it’s getting close. RIP my jacket .
I look like fraggle rock. Lauren is a cupcake princess. I almost wore my black ohhh canada corset. Can you imagine. Cosmic jealousy turned best friends twins. We have the same name after all but mine is pronounced better lolol.
Coffee break brb with more.
Saw so many stars at the Drake. Also whenever I looked in the mirror too.
Before I trimmed my ends.
Grand Electric.
Bar Vespa. Brb with more. The dog has to walk me now.
Ok I am back. Why would they take my jacket over Rebecca’s? WTF!
And now I’m gone again I put the new pics at the top. It’s Manic Monday I got a meeting to get prepare for.
I want a Jamba Juice tornado tattoo, it’s part of my harajuku princess doll brand and extremely, seriously important. My camera ghost date suggested I just ask for them, ah duh. Temp Facial tattoos are adorabz on little kids (and big kids).
Daddy can we try them all? Hey folks, yesterday I tripped on in to the inaugural Canadian location of Jamba Juice located in the heart of the Annex, and much like a kid in a milkshake store I rode the Jamba tornado like a champ. The sky was my budget limit (that came out right, right?) so I had a flat bread as well (pizza mmm) because when I hear ANYTHING YOU WANT I do not disappoint.
I come from the era of poor taste in design so I appreciate these Willy Wonka extras adorning the walls. Fun is fun is fun.
Jessee spells her name the same way my best gf Jessee (late elem-early high school) spelled her name. I ripped her on it sometimes which is why I was amazed that the legacy carries on. She’s making a Jamba for one of my band mates, I said surprise me, no, them. Think she had fun with it and they were all quite pleased and satisfied and happy.
What is horse teeth about to do here?
Are there any strawberry seeds stuck in my teeth? I had a full fruit one, which are thicker then I had two BOOSTS added, one for immunity (like Survivor and to not get sick) and the other, energy, for band practice. I love the concept of boosts, it makes me feel good about myself because I never take vitamins or do anything lately that is health conscious which is another love, vitality and cleansing, nutrients, treating your temple right. While you’re smoothie or shakin’ it up it doesn’t hurt to throw some magic powder in there.
Can’t wait for summer, I’m going to switch up my running route every so often and head for Jamba Juice and run with a juice home. I find that if I run with a water bottle and switch from hand-to-hand, each arm becomes toned. I bet you guys forgot how much of a work-out maniac I am. You know Venus Williams is aligned with Jamba too? We are looking into a tennis match for Raymeh and her lol it’ll be like a tennis ball machine assault and me jumping around like Mr. Bean all over the place, like paintball, can’t wait Venus! (I also know a very inappropriate joke involving the name Venus, BFF4LIFE).
I am so flattered to be aligned with Venus Williams, I mean, Jamba Juice, I just picture them in the boardroom, strategizing and of all the people in the universe (they already chose planet Venus) they chose moi to lead the Jamba pack.
So I’ll just run over to Bakersfield Cali (I’ve been there!)(I prefer LA) from Liberty Village and… they’re updating the canuck website jambajuice.ca to have all relevant Canadian information, location, news, all that but for the list of smoothies and fruits available, it’s more or less the same to scope jambajuice.com. Considering how many locations are in the states (over 700) we’ll see if we can hook up my American Little Raymis (there’s tons of you).
Ha ha Raymi spotted reading The Grid! Like when stars get busted buying copies of Us weekly with their faces on the covers. Camera ghostman creeped me in the streets!
It was chilly. I am determined to become the bastion of health that I once was I don’t care if it’s Antarctica, any time is a great time for a smoothie. January is the month of new resolve so start in on that health kick asap.
Saw popo everywhere yesterday, the cute one in the lead smiled at me cos I was kind of smirking for the camera but I knew it was probably a long time since he’d last seen a snowflake princess and he liked it.
Great facade, oh and the store’s too.
I kept losing him then getting paranoid and feeling stupid for smiling like a lunatic at nothing, passersby appreciated the dopiness. The Annex is my old neighbourhood, I love it, have lived here twice in my lifetime it’s a great location for a Jamba Juice.
I can tell you infinity stories about this stretch of road. Many blog post settings occurred here, that’s right Little Raymis, lay back and picture it!
Stalk to me baby.
Uh what is this the Edison twins?
Oh right I forgot what we were doing here blobbing is so fun, kay so, pick your size and because this is on the company’s dime cha-ching, larges for all! Check. Next, select your flavor and it’s spelled in American so we all can understand what is going on here. This part was difficult because I was so indecisive. I went vegan in the end (no dairy, you can sub for sorbet) which I try to scrimp on at all costs, cheese/dairy, not always but you know how I like to keep trim. I saw all the bods on celebrity big brother UK last night and was like ok Minx, time to get more serious.
Remember to stretch, keep those joints limber, don’t stiffen up, multi-task while deciding over 60+ dranks oh my. This is what I will look like come summer except in a Jamba Juice coloured unitard (with cape?). Or turbo-babe super tight spandex running gear, maybe a bikini top. With Stella. And sweating profusely oh man a juice will be so refreshing I’ll suck it back in under a minute.
