ok one more
She Does The City and i had a little get together over email and i finally got around to answering some Qs. ew when people say Qs i feel really grossed out. for some reason i picture the library from my elementary school and the super long beanbag snake chair we all sat on during story time. weird shit. ok here is a blurb:
SDTC: Do you think of yourself as different from your blog alter-ego Raymi?
Raymi: Only when I learn people have pre-conceived notions of me and say as much when they meet me and realize I’m not yelling and screaming and terrorizing the room. People can talk a big game on the internet BECAUSE THEY’RE ON THE INTERNET. How I write is how I think and I do some thinking in real life too. Everyone wears a different hat for different occasions; I don’t see what the big interest in my personae is. If I’m able to write a paragraph and you liked it, guess what, I wrote it, that was real. It happened. What’s the big mystery? Or are you asking if I’m really bitchy? I think at root that’s what a lot of women assume/want to know (it’s happened) – if I were a man this question would never be asked, we would just allow him to be and take him for what he is.
go read the rest now.
From the Blogs to the Newspapers, Everyone Wants to Know More about Raymi the Minx
nice shirt!
THANKS
get that bikini over to my hot tub missy!
d.e.a.l.
“It’s weird to see yourself in print and your huge fucking nose at the top header of the Toronto section in a paper your elders can’t stop beating off for…” excellent quote.
that shirt reminds me of being hungover at my old job. hungover from a night with you. hahaaa
awesome