that shit is gold. fool’s gold.

Hello blog reader-inos how’s your Tuesday!?

Lets try one of these no hidden agenda good ol fashion blog posts hey? Great, swell. Lets.

I saw terminator Genysis (Genisys? who cares) on Friday and ***SPOILER ALERT***!!

I bawled my eyes out secretly. I thought my date (just this new guy I hang out with meow nbd) was crying at this one part but actually his nose was just shiny and it wasn’t tears I thought I was seeing run down his nose and then Arnold says, “TAKE CARE OF MY SARAH!” and then my face was a goddamn river, super crying. The reason it was so powerful is because Arnie is a robot and the jury’s out on whether he has the capacity to feel or to love and what not but then he goes and says something like that and there you go, hashtag feelings. Then he dies and you are like NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO but then he comes back and you are like YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Told you there were spoilers here sorry whatever you spend money then you own it in a sense and then you can do what you want with that information.

Crushed a burger afterward and had to that popcorn was not enough I hadn’t eaten all day either. You can actually eat fast food (I do not reccommend that you do nor endorse it at all in any shape or form) whenever you like as long as you restrict to the point of mental retardation. This woman on facebook was like what’s up with all the burgers Raymi? (plus the crying at terminator) I forgot I had a quarter pounder the day before too oops! When you’re a stressed out maniac your metabolism gets all efficient. I did have a salad on the weekend so, that is good. Then we had a mini-fight about how “no I am not emo” then she got her period and apologized for projecting on to me haha. My daily life is comprised of having no less than 200 stupid conversations with people. It’s a living.

My hair is still growing and getting longer thanks for asking you should see the shower wall when I’m done washing it oh god. Blowdrying it in the summer gives me anxiety attacks from the heat it creates cloaking my back it’s the worst. I look forward to it being down to my waist. It’s my dream to have a nude portrait in a field with super long hair like a forest nymph.

Meeting with a new lit agent this week I’m excited and apprehensive? Mostly pumped. “It’s happening” in that I have ultimate green light to write super dirty erotica and I am kinda freaking out a little. I keep picturing getting a ginormous advance then going on a fuck holiday in Denmark or whatever. Joking joking yo! I have all these stories and experiences in me. If not now when, right?

Anyway I will keep you abreast (or a dick) of all that shit as much as I can. I am going to PEI for 5 days in 8 days so I’ll get some work done or maybe get my friend to ghostwrite a chapter for me LOL. I also can’t believe I am going to PEI! Anyone who lives there who reads my blog meet me in Charlottetown my first night. Let me know. I have never been to PEI before. I’m going to run on the coast, swim in the ocean, take great pics, drink a lot of red wine, eat lobster, blog about it, watch a lot of movies, try not to kill my friend. Pretty much almost exactly what my life is like in Ontario. Hook me up if you’re around. ;)

Follow me on instagram btw if you’re on it thank you.

Went to the beach on Sunday. Port Dover Takeover whagwan.

We had a good time we only wish more of our friends were there. It was a last minute thing and if I knew we were going to Port Dover I would have protested more it’s hard to get me far from home. Thought we were just going to local Burly beach but all in all I am super glad we hit up the Dover. AJ took off on us as we were eating poutine before leaving town which was exciting lol.

We didn’t have a boombox or speakers so we just sang all day to each other like, any song we knew from memory it got pretty ridiculous and awesome. Wrote some rap lyrics to add a verse to Al and Andrew’s rap song about gravy and french fries. Typical Sunday.

See the guy making a bicep? Last known photo of him before he disappeared for an hour while we ate fries LOL.

And as we rolled into Port Dover.

Lana Banana ding dong.

Okily dokily other things to do now thanks for dropping in.

live fast take selfies

Hey guys! Ready for round two of Cause for Paws for which you have no say in the matter? I tried to do this post yesterday but that didn’t really work out. I wanted to do it so I could work on my book today. I think I need to just wake up, lock up my phone without looking at it then get it later on in the day and just deal with all the notifications and messages at that point. ME first, you second.

Back to the action!

The drinks were flowin’.

Mhmm cowboy.

Great spread. I am still on my phone.

Wuhoo! I made that happen. I can be persuasive.

Great braid. That’s a fishtail right?

I need someone to braid my hair.

Classy ladies.

Captured a video of a shot being shot

Lookin’ good, good lookin’!

You too Blayne and excellent speech.

I asked how we’d find the party on the grounds and was told to follow the purple signs.

Now, this looks like a party.

Tis the season for spiders.

See? Awesome times. You have to come to cause for paws next year.

Because you can get classy church night photos!

Extremely dramatic ones.

You’ve already seen these on other social. That’s how behind the times blogging is.

Worth the wait though because you get the whole scoop.

Thanks again for having us!

How I looked when we arrived okay you get the point adios.

Til next year lol.

Cause for Paws gala

Hey weirdos! Last week mom and I hit up Cause for Paws at Appleby College – swank! – well lah-dee-dah and so on. I spaced on posting because there is just SO MUCH to share. Blogging is harder than it looks you dings dongs.

I don’t even know how my mom can deal with all her events and photos, being organized and on point. Going to make her a website next week and I bet it would get more hits than mine if she kept at it. I have a lot of things I am hustle juggling at the moment too so it’s a little bananas to even conceive of a project like that.

I consulted _insert celebrity friend namedrop_ for Holly McNarland last week for starting up a blog and realised this is what my mom needs too. Facebook is limiting. Getting photos for events in a random scatter for years makes my job harder, I delay posting and then social media just swallows it all up and into a blackhole of “whatever” and “meh”. Then the guilt oh the guilt.

That guy is so Robin Thicke-ing my butt can you blame him #BumBumLauren. No idea who these people are haha. It was a swell and sociable night will definitely go again next year.

This is my prom dress from when I was 18. My mom made me go to my prom although I was moving to NYC and had a boyfriend. I went and I am glad. I didn’t get a froofy ballgown prom dress cos “I didn’t care” but instead got the practical easy cocktail dress from Le Chateau for my future self to Minx around in.

Looks better on me now. In highschool I didn’t know anything about exercise or eating right I was a party machine. Now, I am a party machine who does it right lol.

These are all my photos we will get through first then my mom’s and you’ll see more of the actual event. We always seem to shut them down (party lingerers). Paris Hilton calls that party debbies but F that B cos she faked that plane crash stunt and I fell for it.

Fun times. Blayne took these. Started out as one then turned into fun. The Cause for Paws event has been in effect for years (14!) and I had never been although all my old friends did/have #itscomplicated but Tracey was hungry to go so I got us on the list last minute. I HATE COMMITING to things but I also like things to look forward to. Feel free to reach out and invite me to your thing btw fyi.

Ooh that’s a good one why I have sat on it so long I dunno.

There is just something about balloons.

Scene change getting awkward meow!

My new buddy. You’ve read my blog for years so you know there’s (should be) a Raymi glossary and ONE of those words in it would be SINGLISH. What does singlish mean? When you is single but also have friends with benefits that conjures the false impression of being with partner yet “no strings” ALSO Singlish means you just have a secret boyfriend you don’t blog or ever talk about LOL.

Bathroom babes. At first it’s all secret selfies then more of if you can’t beat ‘em join em. No, join me!

Thanks ladies!

I got a little VIPLEASE treatment.

Beautiful sky, beautiful grounds, cause, and people. Pretty dreamy.

Takes awhile but then you notice the stink-eye. We bought bones and those were our drink tickets. Cute.

The inside had just as much going on as the outside. I like when events have alternative areas.

Katrina and I have known each other for years, you’ve seen her on here before. I saw on the FB invite she was volunteering and was like yass kween!

Supes successful event with generous, decent people who care about animals. Important! Some of my mother’s pics from this event will be in W magazine.

What outside from inside looked like. Spying on people. Like one of my favourite things and this blog wouldn’t exist if not for it haha.

Auction winners. Mom I can tell which one is staring at you most.

Love crowd shots and seeing those I recognize.

He was a little flirt. The best thing about posh events are the party eccentrics who don’t give a ____! SO amusing. His date was his realtor who sold his house years ago and stayed in contact ever since.

Her. I said we could make a photo album alone about her and those hot dogs. Sometimes I say things.

The woman of the hour, founder of Cause for Paws Beverlie! This woman is incredible.

Do you love my body language? This is how comfortable I am around the police and police dogs. No sudden movements bro.

Party couple outfits win I KNOW I’ve seen this couple before but I can’t place where. His shirt had more ladies on the front. Perfection.

Can’t help but notice a bite taken out of that one.

That chick looks amazing. See how hot beige is?

Oysters on hand very good. One guy tried to drop some knowledge on me and I counter-dropped some oyster knowledge on him. I’m like what is this a malpeque? He had no clue. Don’t oyster crates get stamped on them with the name they are, or region? But I wouldn’t stop there though I asked if it was from Japan.

The PR lady Lisa and I. Note how PR women always wear black. Profesional fashion staple.

Do you see me on my phone. Probably instagramming.

Ooh that dress.

I have a thing for uniforms. I just said that out loud, alone in my room as this photo loaded.

Super fabulous. Would wear.

Party be bumpin’ and adult. Jazz piano music allllll night.

We only had a few squabbles over taking each other’s photos. Sigh that will probably never end.

Me and Santa Paws. I really wish I thought up that nickname the night of this.

Lucky for me the night had a purple theme and matched my Swarovski jewel I added to my outfit last minute.

I missed out on these.

I did not miss out on these.

I super gots to go though unfortunately this day got the better of me. Have a great weekend and look fwd to Pt. II of Cause for Paws soon xo!