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Those who can, blog. Those who can’t, comment.

Meet the bunker. My dad’s house has like eighteen basements.

Whatever it is I’m saying I’m sure you deserved it.

We made a friend in the parking lot and turns out he was going to our dad’s gig and by friend I mean weird loner guy with earphones on and OCD.

Party in the vestibule.

GATE KEEPER.

My brother looks like Charlie Sheen. You know that’s the costume of the year?

I am in the middle of a fight with my mom right now cos she sent me a comment she received from one of my trolls and it’s triggered a discussion. If you can’t handle the internet association with me then don’t step all over my domain. How can you tell me to ignore the haters when you forward one right at me? They haunt every avenue and alley that I do on the webs. Have we not learned anything? These cretins will stop at nothing to bring me down and I am not letting them. The more I start to feel better and look better they all come out, it’s so gross! And for ELEVEN YEARS NOW (this November) like dudes, you’ve always been older and less relevant than me, and what point do you expect to break me? You can email my clients as false customers and make libel cases for me but you will never stop me. Like, I am not half as arrogant as I have grounds to be based on how hard I work, all that I have accomplished, how I keep my looks polished and ahead of the trends. I can’t even toot my own horn without 40 losers attacking me, my entire family, lifestyle, past, future, age, it is disgusting. Fascinating. How come these people can’t find other shit to do? Also, why can’t they figure out that they catch more bees with honey? Did I ever say I would reject them or be mean to them? If they are so addicted to me that they can’t take it why do they let me get to them? What did I do to them exactly? Oh a topless photo in a mirror doing push-ups? And?

But don’t worry cos I am not anywhere near to my “goal” yet and the fight for it is tiresome, gruelling at best, I work very hard to keep my life interesting and when I have hopes and aspirations, instead of whining and complaining and wishing, I get proactive and put shit in motion to get those wishes granted.

My mom pissed me off cos she emailed me first thing when she gets up her tri-annual email about drinking too much that ALWAYS comes in following a family get-together, it always pisses me off, makes me snap, makes me OCD and reply with 56 caps lock explosion responses. Now I am only airing this laundry cos she seems intent on pissing me off until the day I die and so must understand that there are consequences to annoying actions. Ps. I had less than two glasses of wine on Thanksgiving so WTF. I don’t enjoy drinking, it is boring and I don’t even get wasted anymore. It just goes along with eating, which is a life indulgent for me that is equal parts business and pleasure.

I live in a fishbowl. Everyone watches me, considering half of them “hate” or have “opinions” about me, there is definitely chatter. You sense it and it makes you kind of hate everyone back, you expect this constant bullshit. When people are drawn to you, you have this extra kind of responsibility to be “on” so basically I have been performing my entire life.

And so as usual, nana triggered all of this. She said she didn’t want me to leave because she thinks I drink too much. THINKS? Um I have a fucking event to go to, concert of the year, PORTISHEAD no offence you guys (WHO ARE IN YOUR EIGHTIES!)(I am still in my twenties) but I got shit to do and a place to be and trying to bring me down about it by way of alcoholism is pathetic. So her email gets me going about that to start with to which I reply: F- YOU because I am not giving in this time and of course, Tracey unsatisfied by that pulls out her ammo, a “message from troll” comment about me instead.

Raymi has an empty soul. She looks worn & haggard from drinking and trying so hard to be physically attractive. You can see it on her face, she is worn….an empty soul. You have failed as a mother to push superficiality. Empty souls.

I don’t know what to say anymore. There is so much sexism rampant on the internet, agist remarks abound, empty vessels with no family connection or things of merit blabbity blah. As much as my mom pisses me off (TO NO END!) she has not failed as a mother. I am extremely proud of her, and love her dearly. She is a survivor.

I am over it now. For now. I sent her a photo of me in that vestibule and said DOES THIS LOOK HAGGARD TO YOU!? So livid. And last week I was “fat”. I have never been in such amazing shape in years. Yes I look tired sometimes, but I’m a Kerouac, boozing and living is in my blood and so are eye bags. I will probably get plastic surgery on them at some point. This is my life, one blog post at a time. If you can’t fucking take it then fuck off.

He doesn’t even golf anymore. Nike golf shit, expensive glove. HAhaa.

18 thoughts on “Those who can, blog. Those who can’t, comment.

  1. You look amazing, and trolls are trolls and trollier when jealous. Someone once left me a comment on my blog saying I should have died in my mothers womb. Really? If someone bothers you stop reading their blog and get off your bum. You live your life the way people dream of living theirs and it drives them crazy. It makes me happy + inspired, the world needs more Raymbos.

  2. hey you.

    just read your blog post, you know, I do that from time to time. Your Ranting, and your response to criticism is changing. Oh it’s still got bite, but I feel like, there is a bit of a stronger place your response is coming from lately…. if I’m right, then fuck Raymi, awesome, keep doing what you’re doing because you seem pretty fucking ok to me, and I am a SMRT!

  3. Oh Raymi. The people who say mean things to you are the ones with no souls. It’s just heartless, and it makes me sad for them that they live such awful, close-minded lives. Would they want someone saying those kinds of things to their daughters, best friends, mothers? No, they would be enraged. So why is it ok to say it to you?

    IT’S NOT.

    They say that shit because they are cowards, and you are brave. You are leaving an awesome kick ass legacy and they will leave nothing. Nothing but hate and jealousy. What a pitiful way to be.

    By the way, you look fucking banging. I mean, if I may so;)

    And sorry for the rant…just…keep your gorgeous head up always and you win.

  4. I can’t believe you put that hater trolls comment up. But since you did, its a shame you ugly troll can’t go see a head doctor for your OCD hating behavior. You can’t get to her enough over here so you come over to my house to stir up more negative attention seeking behavior.
    Get a life!

    As for mothers or parents in general. They want to see their adult kids living healthy lives.
    I just get concerned about you sometimes because you have so many events to attend and alot of them revolve around (a party atmosphere)
    And you want to breath so much into your life that its hard for you to say NO or Not tonight this time.
    Something to think about.

    Life isn’t always easy to balance, and how you treat your body physically effects emotions, feelings,thoughts and how you behave in life.
    A difficult lesson for any age group.

  5. Ha! If you are referring to the hot variety, I am not sure I can shoulder the burden!

    If you mean the vodka variety, then yes, I would love one. Or five.

  6. you are neither old look nor fat. you look great. some people like to just spread negativity around. it would get to me too. hope your day has picked up.

  7. mom these wind-up trolls are broken records and attacking your weaknesses so you break and then spread it to me. i am not swallowing their pesticide garbage. they’re trash. nothing.

  8. I didn’t break because of the sad sack trolls. They are pathetic cowardly nothings.

    I give you and Shawn drinking wake up calls ever now and then. He just called to say he just finished working out. I like to hear that healthy kind of stuff.
    As long as you both keep striving for healthy, everyones happy:)

  9. Look Raymi, I love ya girl. You rock in every way. BUT STOP BEING SUCH A VICTIM AND GIVING SO MUCH AIRTIME TO HATERS! JUST STOP! It really takes away from the magic of your blog. Keep on rockin’ shakin’ worki’ and all that, but as a christmas/thanksgiving present to me, PLEASE NO MORE BLOG POSTS CONTAINING HOW MUCH THE INTERNET HATES YOU!You’re better than that, we all know you are!

  10. its my blog trace i blog what i want when i want. if the trolls are going to troll then i’ma exploit it for personal gain and shame. “such a victim”? rude city. writing about it is therapeutic im sorry if that ruins the magic for you but i am not taking the abuse all on my own shoulders so you can experience blissful ignorance, understand? i delete/ignore quite a bit of them, sometimes i decide not to. happy hanukkah.

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