i just went for coffee and a tan, and thank god it’s sunny today i would have been forced to have a huge suck-attack or fight with fil if it were cloudy and rainy again. i think next year we should definitely go away for christmas, or at least i will. fil had pizza while waiting for me to tan, i timed it so after i got my coffee and took out money i could drop in on him and have a bite of his pizza and bonus it was at the best prepared-bite part of the slice too, that made him angry. whatever, i always give mine up for him, i always put myself last. i bought a cherry jolt cola and orange vitamin rip-off water, i am practising my response for when he gets home and looks in the fridge.

phil: what’s this?

raymi: not for you

or

not yours, whichever sounds funnier maybe i should practise out loud.

my feet are sweating i like tanning in the winter everywhere you go after that feels like balmy seaside weather, except in stores with your sweater and jacket on, that’s madness.

i have to go i have to take my clothes off i am now experiencing hot flashes.

ok i’m back.

whenever i went grocery shopping in the spring/summer i would fling the bags across the floor upon flying through the door and peel off my clothes as fast as i could cos i’d be soaked in sweat, while trying to block cid from bolting out the door into the hall. the tiniest amount of physical activity causes me to sweat. i am a 350lb dude trapped in this body. this is why i obsess over dying my hair, it looks greasy all the time even when it isn’t, the roots are really long now and have no volume, i look like equal parts cher, hippie commune, and yoko.

i was THIS close to grabbing a box of dye.

i’m trying to think up more things to complain about so i can avoid sewing felt here is what the next guy is going to look like, somewhat, use your imagination, or don’t, imagination is for kindergarden.

tone that shit down i am not making a bed.

fil is back he said he fell down on the ice oh man i missed it!

now he’s trying to fight with me cos i’m not fawning over his accident enough omg don’t get me started, i hurt myself all the time and fil doesn’t even notice or care, not even if dragons were eating me.

if you were looking for the kindergarden blog you found it.

ps. we watched year of the dog last nite and i cried ten times, it said it was a dark comedy. fil cried too even but i didn’t make a big deal of it. molly shannon is cute as hell and i dress exactly like her so that’s good. then we watched next for some laughs even though it’s not a comedy.

q: how many nic cage movies begin with him in las vegas?

a: ALL OF THEM.

then we watched bully after that, i already saw it fifty times, when i lived with my dad i watched every single movie in the universe on his cable box thing. we have VOD now so get ready for lots of movie posts.

here is my homage to nicolas cage, (it is impossible to let yourself go in the sway of suspension of disbelief regarding his hair and jessica biel’s mutual affection, SURRIOUSLY hollywood do not insult my intelligence like that ever again):

pppppps. if you have been watching cock’d gunns on ifc saturdays at 9.30 i will be on the fifth episode, wearing the success dress in the background probably fat-looking, i’m not sure if the fourth or fifth episode is this saturday so watch both i guess.