we both did wii fit yesterday so shotgunning blackened potato salad was allowed, if i was somehow able to eat all the blackened potato salad i wanted and never get fat AND for free, i would give up blogging. it is that good and i’m not even getting paid to say this.

also a staple, the dipping sauce makes it, the name is escaping me right now no wait MONGOLIAN FIRE SAUCE.

capon wings oh god.

sassiscle’s new hello kitty jacket. i dinged my bell outside her window a hundred times and her little head pops out and goes HUWRO?

hurro.

HahhahahahAHHAHAHAAHHAhahahahahaha

hi i’m here for the special olympics.

a fine shirt.

good morning new skirt.

sass sez: you and uncy in that phote together looks like it could be out of a helmut newton shoot.

READY TO TAKE ON THE DAY. we went for coffee together this morning, fil turned to get on the subway but i convinced him to come with me and take the other end of the station entrance afterward, he acquiesced but said he had planned to follow me from behind and spy on me to see if boys were flirting with me, oh fil! he also told me that he has been watching squirrels for 33 years and the ones acting strange in the park this morning maybe ate something fermented (they were acting a bit off) just the way it came out i found really funny though, like all this time he had been making a point to watch squirrels?

which one did i get?

happy i didn’t buy it a few weeks ago when it was over ten bones, today on sale for six ninety-niner. ooh and don’t forget five dollars off from my shopper’s points. getting a deal is better than orgasms.

hey,

bye.
a.

i agree the jealousy thing is a wicked cliche
but sometimes it’s true

i really dig fatrobot‘s work, i gave him some art advice and gallery tips (yeah i know, me, i did that?) and out of appreciation he is hooking me up with this rad piece of jewelery. fabulous. he’s making more so get on him for one.

fatrobot says this:

i made it out of sculpey, a hardening type of clay you bake it and then paint it etc,
my son likes them
my daughter doesn’t care
my wife thinks i’m crazy
my dog doesn’t say much
my cat hates me

++++

raymi, The prettier, funnier and more likeable you are, the more THEY (losers who are so jealous they can taste it) hate you…you are perfect and I LOVE your blog. It’s so transparent that the only people who would lurk and say mean things about you are definitely trollishly ugly girls, chubby or downright fat, single, horny and desperate, working as cashiers or hostesses or some other job where they need to take out their frustrations on you… love erin

if you are hard up for comments or still want to say something, you can email it to me and if it is worthy i will put it in the relevant post.

brendan ko

who else is having gmail probs right now? i’d say email me about it BUT I CAN’T EVEN SIGN IN PERFECT DAY TO TAKE DOWN COMMENTS MUCH!

leslie: I thought you trimmed your bush.

before coffee/after coffee

somehow my face got fatter from walking around the ‘hood? this is why i don’t smile, i look like such a fucking goon.

all of a sudden i have tits, it’s a special kind of magic i totally forgot about. i might even get my ears pierced!

oh also i had a very stressful dream about making a resume.

blah youtube quality is so awful.

Yo Raymi-

-Dave

i’ve been getting selma blair comparisons for years, yes, but this one takes the cake STOP STEALING MY LIFE AND PUTTING IT IN TV/MOVIES. ha. seriously holy shit. she’s awesome.

didja know that steph and i had the same family hairdresser growing up, i swear everyone in mississauga went to angie.

i swear if summer doesn’t come back to stay i am going to flip the fuck out.

i have a new skirt i haven’t even been able to wear yet, got the wrong size, long boring story, anyway, i hear this week is supposed to be hot, and that better happen.

i nixed comments for the time being, i’m tired of the one retard posing as many, or the many, having airtime here. i swear i do something new, wear something new, anything, and some loser lies in wait every day just waiting to attack. i don’t make nearly enough money off this thing to warrant this daily abuse, i’m sick of it and sickened by it. i’m sorry it spoils the pot for the rest of us funny guys who like to talk about potato chips and pizza parties and kittens all day long, unfortunately there’s always a bitter betty who can’t deal with that, hates their life and apparently it’s my fault and the mere idea of my existence is not OK with them. i’ve public domained my life for 9 years (in november), nine years, practically everyday there is some shit waiting for me when i get up and i have to decide do i be the bigger guy and delete or do i explode on this piece of shit and give them what they want. it isn’t a matter of that cliche line OH EVERYONE ONLY WANTS TO READ NICE COMMENTS no dickhead that’s not what it is at all, it’s like this, why give someone the privilege to daily torment me, someone lesser than me, why allow them to get in my head? say all the cuckoo, pseudo-interesting & pointless things you want, just don’t waste my time with unnecessary opinions about my life cos you think you know me so well from reading this EDITED VERSION OF MY LIFE blog for a few years. i don’t have the energy to fight and address every dig that comes my way anymore, it’s tired, isn’t it, aren’t you tired of it? i know i am. how many times do i have to agree about my love handles or my big nose?

this blog is actual work believe it or not, coming up with material multiple times daily practically for free, for thousands of people and on top of that i have to take harassment? i’m sorry that’s not what i signed up for, no one has the right to speak to me like that, in real life there’s no way i would tolerate it so why here? and you know when blogging first started (and you don’t know this cos you weren’t around then) there wasn’t commenting, no blogger comments, no haloscan, it was very out there on your own, less insecure i think, cos you can just keep going freely embarrass the shit out of yourself and no one would say anything about it. if something was so pressing i would get an email, which you’d think would be the same for today, but no, these negative comments aren’t pressing at all, they’re meant to be fly by nite digs and insults while i’m either out LIVING MY LIFE WHICH THESE PEOPLE SHOULD BE DOING or WHEN I AM SLEEPING, both lame and sad moves.

there’s more to it i don’t feel like sharing here, just let it be known that i do not find it flattering at all to be impersonated or copied to a Tee for the sole purpose of getting my attention, it is an illness for someone to continuously do that, to not be their own person, it baffles me.

so, i dunno for how long commenting privileges will be down. this blog is about me, not you, i’m tired of being apprehensive about turning on my own fucking laptop every morning that’s ridiculous, like what is it going to be today? oh i’m a useless loser and my boyfriend can do better or i’m getting fat again or i’m an embarrassment etc and so on, what the shit is that? let me take a look at your lives and tell you what i think, make this fair FOR REAL. but no, you don’t have the balls for that.

as always i can be reached by email: raymitheminx@gmail.com

all the best, though for everyone else, and you know who you are, i sincerely hope you burn in hell, i would tell you to get a life, but we both know that is never fucking going to happen.

also, everyone who enjoyed reading comments and participating in the actual fun and funny discussions, thanks you, you sad, sad human.

sassephine: wah steph is also hiding behind aunti (like-a mee) cuz iz skurred of the BULLSHIT YOU HATERS SLING AT RAYMI EVERDAY.

sassephine: i am a perfect gay. except when i am fucking dudes.

because craig admires fil oh so much… scroll for it.

Hey Raymi,

Kris

finally took the plunge wheeeeeeee

fil bought them because he insisted on them, fine. 7.99 each from winners MY LIFE IS GOING TO CHANGE FOREVER!

this is what i wore on over to meet fil, i sent him ahead cos boy shopping is BORING.

i have to say it was a winner outfit and received lots of approving stares.

fil got a ton of awesome stuff too ok bye.