on the nite you left i came over
number one party buzzkill: being taken aside and informed of a suspicious looking device in the men’s urinal, with buttons, a contraption of sorts and an exposed canister. it was our air freshener thing but still turning your head ’round the corner when you’re expecting to see a bomb then you see something that fully looks like a bomb, ack! i almost ran right the fuck out of there down the street. it was funny that the guy who told me was super cute and i was enjoying checking him out all nite only to realise he wasn’t straight, dancing hotly with his bf, i get over him just in time for him to bomb scare me. awesome.
this just in: i am limber.
raymiing up the place.
so many friends came in last nite to see old raymi. like a revolving door of past, present, and future. i love you guys. another friday in the pan oh man, best one yet i’d say. got cut early and stuck around to get plastered, first time as a patron. so fun. so fucking unbelievably fun. girl to guy ratio was like a billion to one. pretty much guaranteed to go lesbo by month’s end no avoiding. speaking of, we’re going to have a party for my birthday at the central and you are invited. bring your dancing shoes. i was apprehensive about having a party and being sad no one would come, or care. i have no expectations cos they never get met. no one ever plans me a party or a surprise one because they assume i have all these contacts i’m hoarding that they can’t get to, to invite? yeah nice excuse and you can’t very well plan your own surprise party. SIGH. also i’m too old to be whining about this shit now anyway. so i was planning to say nothing then be futuristically pissed off and bitter holding out for some last minute something that will never fucking happen OR maybe just go away for a week. whatever. there it is. what should i do?
casie took this one.
Hello Hello, my name is Jason B, Im a fourth year anthropology student at
York University. And I have two issues to discuss…
First and foremost, thank you, two years ago I asked you what might be a good
bar to swing by for my birthday. You suggested The Green Room, and I went with
my gut and went to the Wreckroom. Unfortunatly my gut as per usual was a giant
panz and was way too stoned out of its gord to make a serious judgment call.
Its taken me two years too write this finally. Im not sure if this is an epic
tale of laziness or just a monstrous type-a-thon of stoned judgment calls. But
I just wanted to get that off my chest.
Or maybe i’m just greasing the wheels for what Im about to ask. ANYWAYS, For a
final project to finish my degree in anthropology I have to do serious project.
And by serious I mean, I chose for my project to be about ganja. Im doing a
project about marijuana culture in toronto. Basically performing a casual
interview discussing general topics about marijuana. I was wondering if you
would like to participate in said interviews. At any point in time you can have
your remarks removed from the record as well as as remaining anonymous (Holy
shit formality’s).
Anyways I think it would be super-fantastic to have your remarks for a project
like this. Its not just that I’m stoned this very moment, or eating this
calzone, its just that I feel that your remarks as a person who is coming back
to ganja could be quite useful as well as your insights among other things. The
interview can take place whenever/wherever you want it, tis all good.
Anyways, thanks for reading and have a good-day!
Your Friendly Neighborhood Anthropologist, Jason B
Totally down. My insight will make your project and you also just reminded me to contact high times.
Your thigh looks as skinny as my forearm in that close up pic. SIGH
There is a such thing as pot culture?
I thought everyone just smoked pot.
i just notice a face of this chick i’ve seen before in one of your pics. but i for got her name,she hangs well knows this other guy singer i know. the singer i know shit i even forgot his name i’m a bit high right now, but dude is freaking tall and has this greenish tattoo near his thump i think. Anywho i think you look pretty/inncent in the pic your friend took where it says casie. An’it gonna front you look really pretty in that pic.
thiiin. also, i love your haircut right now, especially the bangs.
awe…cute! i had to do a project like that for my anthro ethics class at the uofa. good times.
RAYMI….. Yur hot.
I was there that night, my spaghetti was delicious!
where were you sitting, stranger?
I was sitting in front of the bar at the table for 2 I had a blue Mets cap on backwards. You brought my friend and I one menu cause that’s all you had.
“so i was planning to say nothing then be futuristically pissed off and bitter holding out for some last minute something that will never fucking happen OR maybe just go away for a week” pretty much describes every birthday I have had since I was 21. Might be the January 4th awesomeness of “everyone has quit drinking, smoking, they are all on diets, they are totally broke, it’s freezing fucking cold and they bought you present last week” thing. FML.
oh man i love those grey leggings! they look awesome dude!