i am in an explosive bad mood i think i pretty much flopped the audition last nite though i can still be a no-talking burlesque dancer which i am thinking maybe i don’t want to do it anymore cos my time is super valuable though fil just guilted me back into doing it and i busted fil’s camera i should have just stayed in bed then the camera would be fine. it fell off the table and the lense was open all the way nothing popped or shattered it just won’t shut is there a toronto camera doctor? if not it’s time for a new one. HUGE BAD MOOD HUUUGE! i also had the craziest longest shittiest dream where some girl was kissing fil and hugging him in front of me and he was all cool about it so i slapped her strangled her punched her in the face multiple times then came to and apologized profusely and even fil was like what is wrong with you and she told all my friends and they were very disgusted with me and then the rest of the dream’s theme was centred around how much of a fucking loser i am basically then i open this email this morning FOR REAL:

Hi Raymi,

I’m still reading your blog and enjoying it. Just thought you would think this was funny….I dreamt that Phil and I kissed last night and it was the best kiss that I have ever had. My subconscious must have kept an imprint of how hot I think Phil is from photos i’ve seen on your blog. I wish someone would kiss me like that in real life, it was awesome. He! Goodluck with the audition. You will blitz it no doubt. All the best, Karen in Oz x
psa give Phil a big smooch from me:)

PEEP HOW NONCHALANT SHE IS!

i told her i would stab her.

it’s ok she wrote back and apologized but not for kissing fil in her dream or being in my dream either though i don’t know what she really looks like.

what i don’t get is why in my dream was I apologizing for her kissing fil yeah i get it i punchisized her face but isn’t messing with man a ticket to fuck my shitupsville? stupid dream.

oh and then i was playing with bats and locusts and ping pong with an ex-boyfriend and driving a race car in the 1920s on a sidewalk.

stay tuned for a story about the most annoying chick EVER from the bar last nite.