what would happen if i stood up right now and told a whole bunch of asian boys to shut the fuck up and then maybe smash a computer?

i fucking hate them all.

i asked the guy to seat me in the most quietest, un-cold part of the room so he put me under the drafty skylight and smack in the middle of ten boys playing gay fucking dork doom role playing star trek asian fantastic nitemare whatever the fuck games and they are all screaming and smoking and talking about hot girls they think are “worthy enough to pursue” although they are fat and stupid and ugly and make statements such as that to protect their puny little egos not to mention the most common of defense mechanisms for rejection.

they just don’t understand real life women and they compare them to hot comic book chicks and therefore have zero capacity to fathom any sort of flaw the real life woman might have because she does not look anything like that of catwoman or barbarella, whatever, these fucking tardbag’s perception of reality is vastly fucked.

FUCKED!

i am seriously considering having my armpit sweat glands removed because i sweat like a fat old fat man who is fat. but just my armpits.

this is what is different or perhaps still the same in my life.

i still hate a lot of people and they still hate me. i still love a lot of people and they still love me.

i don’t sleep enough. i missed both crazy appointments today/ i go back n forth to coke but always seem to be able to stop for at least a week or two.

i need to hire an assistant. someone who is trustworthy, just as passionate as i am right now and understands how much of a privilege it will be to work with me. i’m in the process of setting up a media company, well, i have already done that and all i have left to do is get an office. so in a month’s time i’ll be hiring and firing. fuck if you just wanna hang out and fold my napkins and tell me how great i am, perfect. you’ll have to check my emails too and upload all my photos, do all the shit i’ve been doing for the past 3 years. you’ll be privy to a LOT of shit. so serious replies only. and yes you’ll be paid so don’t ask any dumb questions.

i realise i have all the necessary means to do the things i need/want to do. i just need one of those people to walk around with a day planner and take down my ideas.

im not going to suck your cock and you are not going to eat me but you’ll, again, be my little bitch. i’ll treat you right.

necessary skills: must live in toronto, must not be stupid, no criminal record (just so you can travel with me to whereverthefuck), must know what the internet is and how to use it and push buttons, you have to have style and be quick-witted. i’ll think of other stuff later.

i think most importantly you have to have faith and believe that raymitheminx is a brand now, yes sounds gay but it’s true. big things are developing and it’s escalated to the point where i need help, first one person, and then very many. we’re creating an empire here and it’s safe to say it’s not an unattainable dream or vision. this is not to going to be a regular 9 to 5er. you’re either in or out. and that’s that.

i am pioneering that of a phenomenon. i am the antithesis to everything and anything involving what might be popular culture these days.

im the snarky answer to a question never asked.

i know who is fucking with me before i am even fucked with.

it’s a burden, this, this intuition. whatever. you get it too, im sure.

i am not going to sit here and tell you why i think you should take me seriously because you already know everything i am about to say. if you’ve read this far or stuck with me, you just know that there is some depth to all of this, not to mention the very manythings i have not ever shared with you guys or shown.

to be frank, if you start off an email with a tone or attitude that says i have to prove to you why i think i am a sure-thing, you my friend, will have zero chance to ever be in raymi’s circle of trust.

ps

got my email back. because i am so crafty. and yes i realise it is my fault for it being taken away in the first place but it still is illegal and a pretty shitty way to get your point across and i know who did it but causing anymore harm or stress would just be dumb at this point so who cares. just don’t fuck with me ever again. catching up to do now. u can send mail to rawkrawk@hotmail.com again. k bye.

things will be organized around these parts soon enough. don’t worry.

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