right now i am eating the shit out of some doritos and i cannot stop and my stomache is aching from it and i am practising pink floyd’s fearless cos it is band practise tonite but it is hard to sing when you have a million doritos in your mouth oh well.
I am – ignoring YOU says:
wanna make out
I am – ignoring YOU says:
i am guessin the lithium hasn’t kicked in yet
I am – ignoring YOU says:
haha
I am – ignoring YOU says:
joking
raymi says:
i dont take that shite anymore
I am – ignoring YOU says:
mental health is no laughin matter
raymi says:
thanks genius
raymi says:
why are you such a pretentious dick
I am – ignoring YOU says:
i am not
raymi says:
yes you are
I am – ignoring YOU says:
what do you mean?
I am – ignoring YOU says:
i am on online celbrity
I am – ignoring YOU says:
with celebrite comes ego
raymi says:
you arent a celebrity
I am – ignoring YOU says:
ask around
raymi says:
um hi everyone is some random guy who talks shit to me on msn famous?
raymi says:
i dont even know your name
I am – ignoring YOU says:
internet celebrity status comes fromt he blog
I am – ignoring YOU says:
i don’t even talk shit to you
I am – ignoring YOU says:
i love you
raymi says:
what drunkenstepfather? why dont you fucking link to me then you piece of shit
I am – ignoring YOU says:
i dont know
I am – ignoring YOU says:
i dont update often
I am – ignoring YOU says:
there are better ppl to link to
I am – ignoring YOU says:
you’re too depressing
I am – ignoring YOU says:
i will link to you eventually….no doubt
raymi says:
so should i wear bright pink then and have my underwear sticking out and hold a water bottle and hang out at movenpik
I am – ignoring YOU says:
where is movenpik?
raymi says:
how am i depressing, all i do is post photos of arty bullshit and talk about drinking and movies i rent
raymi says:
your website is terrible anyway
fuck yeah.
so there was a robbery/hostage-taking down the street and i went over and took some photos but it seems in poor taste to post them, and they’re not very exciting either. anyway, apparently the dudes got away in a cab. yawn.
we rented darkness last nite, it’s suppose to be scary and anna paquin is in it. there is something about her that is so appealing and bizarre at the same time, like is it her fucking eyes or her retarded voice or humongously dry hair, i dunno, but i love her.
anyway, it was a good movie except they don’t explain much to you or the reason behind this occult bullshit, it’s just something that needs to be done i guess.
and of course there is a little boy who draws fucked up shit on a notepad and his pencil crayon keeps rolling under the scary bed and a carousel starts up all on its own and the lights are always going out.
the boy has these bruises around his neck that are never explained, you just figure that it’s the imaginary dead kids who are doing it to him.
at least i was drunk.
oh yeh i was taking photos of my mum at the hostage hoohurrah and her friend goes oh come on that’s like taking photos of car accidents in LA and my mum shushed her and went quiet it’s for the blog and her friend goes what’s a blog and i pretended i didn’t hear her and then she asked again so i snapped and said IT’S A WEBSITE JOURNAL.
then i left before things got to be too embarassing.
more on bored and miserable rich smalltown ladies later. like, why can’t they take up drinking and just fuck off already and shut up about their sense of self and healthy diets. whatever happened to the peg bundy’s?
i dunno, i have this thing about my mother’s friends where i seriously hate them all and whenever i bump into my mum and she is with one of her emotinal headcase self-help addicted women friends i can see this look in their face like they spend hours shit-talking me and everything about my life so i can’t stand to be near them and especially when my mum tells me every single detail about their failed marriages and other crap.
there are piles of my dirty clothes all over the place and it makes me feel so exhausted thinking about them, i don’t even have clean underwear. i just want to throw everything away. i started working on that script yesterday and then i put it in the mailbox, i hope it is still there.
go here and type in my blog url and see what shit looks like pirate style.
today we got slammered on the patio and then went crazy with fil’s engineer stamp all over each other and then got in a fight about it.
