no one’s gonna love you more than i do

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tickle trunk room is totally clean now since these were taken i spazz neurotically cleaned it after britt‘s thanksgiving dinner last nite. she’s our monica and puts so much effort into perfection then i show up as she’s unraveling from the stress and take over and get all the (undeserved) credit. i saved the gravy. i brought goodies and a painting. i love my friends oh so much. i can’t remember the last time i ever did anything in the city for a holiday, it’s always been family suburbs, no brainer that’s just want you do. i think everyone this year is happy to have a break from it.

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too soon too early for this hat and all the attention it brings me. i’ve been away in hiding now back to the city i have to readjust and gel. people who say gel you must be skeptical of this type of person. sleazebag terminology look for the signs.

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handy little bottoms. i wear my stevie shirt pantsless lucky i put those things on at all. i was preparing to meet up with sass whom is never wearing underpants and the shortest of skirts ever. i was on my way out in this thing for a drink (with one of toronto’s lovable douchebags haha) and melodie said ok you look fine but be wary that other women are going to be making comments about you. i threw a tiny pair of shorts into my purse just to be safe. never put them on. i don’t care what women think or say about me. men either. i am not in the business of caring anymore i am too old to waste energy on insecurity. i am a seasoned urbanite. sometimes getting dressed for a nite out it is totally like preparing for battle. i know i will encounter someone who will not like what i am wearing and feel threatened by it. you should never let the unknown ghost of the night variable hinder your creative provocation. go. then go further.

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oh joey. surreal seeing her. we are leading similar lives in different cities. hi mer!

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i like this piston place. first timer. first nite out back in your city it’s great to go to a new place you still feel like an alien on another planet. i was leaning against the bar and a girl comes up to me and asks if i’m raymi the, minx? yes i say. she says she’s got a friend who’s obsessed with me and has to meet me. this is why it’s ok to approach me and not be nervous (i know there’s a lot of you out there who let the moment slip by) because i am actually more nervous than you are and i right that by disarming you straight away. i complimented his jacket said i’d noticed it before, i’m a step ahead of you and noticed you first. turns out he’s the owner of two restaurants on the upcoming raymi masterpiece dinner theatre tour. small world. small town.

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clem rolled up like a baller and gave sass and sam a lift to the danforth.

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then off to the central of course. they still love their raymi over there.

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these chicks are insane. they punch the shit out of each other. charlie horse scrap city.

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fully fuckn giver too. you see why i need to leave the city and my life constantly i have several core groups of people/friends who are willing to gong show it up just like that no problem at any second.

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i was fully fine with this of course as i already got away “from it all”. what a pompous thing to say haha. oh my life, it is so, easy.

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that’s my double dragon gypsy look.

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this angle is horrible.

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then the punching continues. the guys pretend to be stressed out about it. they do face shots even. hardcore chicks. i just hugged myself nervously safely behind the bar in shock. man i’m a wimp.

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it’s funny though which kinda reinforces it.

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i love rena. they call her raymi by accident a lot and they called me rena a lot.

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i was the oldest girl at central. i know right. grandma.

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what the hell, cool?

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no hard feelings.

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jesus enough hahahhaa.

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this just kept going.

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there’s a basketball et out the back and every girl who works at central is pro. me included. dyke bar central.

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the guys are beginning to tire of it. that’s what you get when you only hire hot 20-something chicks.

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went to clem’s to hang with lenny and have an old fashioned late night deep chat like the olden days where there was no punching. just a hot tub and teppei too.

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clem lives in a dream loft.

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hey what’s this now?

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my thanksgiving outfit.

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can’t wait for whenever you americans celebrate t-giving a month from now and i get inundated with hapy thanksgiving messages on fb and email and in comments. you realize i’m canadian right and i don’t celebrate when you do, we get it over with first cos we are awesome and have more time to prepare for christmas. thanksgiving comes out of nowhere and we get’er done then move on. so, this year when you have your usa holiday please refrain from wishing me a happy thanksgiving. pretend i’m a jew and you’re about to tell me merry christmas. don’t be so oblivious and self-centered and assume the rest of the world does everything america does. i love you all, despite your faults. xo rlw