The Raymi the Minx blog

I been sleeping on this selfie since I took it.

Hair and makeup on fleek yesterday. Only once I did it later for my big social outing to town to get ice cream and thinking pot. Before this glam-up I was a little bit rat of the skid kind. My fav, right behind Gargoyle and trash lady from the Labryinth. Sometimes I am Ruby Sue from Christmas Vacation.. but then also Blossom when it’s a big nose day. My bro keeps me humble don’t worry.

Hi new people and old.

Was thinking in the crapper ’bout the past just a bit of reflection nahhmsayin and I was chuckling thinking how I would go days without moderating my blog comments which was a problem because my fans were ravenous for the water cooler hangs that my vomments sections brought.

I had to moderate because of trolls that I did not and would not trust to wreak havoc on my beloved raymitheminx domain and thus, I employed a friend to mod for me when we went away for a week and this happened more than once. He was SO addicted to the racket that he would check comments for new ones when HE KNEW I WASN’T GONNA BE REPLYING TO ANY TIL I GOT BACK. This was pre-facebook so when Facebook came around we were like, so what, why? Also with twitter, I had to be forced to adopt the trend as I already had a thriving community in the palm of my hand. So those on it before me only were so because they were not popular like me (Carrie!)

Later on when I would link my blog posts to facebook to drive traffic my godmother said but where is the blog post?? People lost the ability to understand that they can go outside of facebook that there is internet outside of facebook. To get people these days to click off their platform to go to something else is a feat. If ur og (original gangster) like me u have seen it all and u know what I am saying.

Ps. my blog is 27 on Nov 28th!!!!

and so, my comment section was lit and fun and caused mischief and I have been told that I am very good at the comment. leaving them on other blogs too it was a whole network of us and if I was jelly of someone else’ post I would have to troll them to stand out, that was the name of the game. Years flew by. I did not properly monetize a thing and I did a lot of freebies.. so what, just a bit bitter as now the tools exist to cash in (still ain’t too late).

Can you believe going days without reading emails or checking comments and Facebook doesn’t exist. I would leave my laptop at the condo because the cottage didn’t have wi-fi what’s the point then fill up my SD card on my camera with pics because I couldn’t dump the pics so u keep deleting one of 5 pics of a sunset all weekend long. Now I check notifications more than inhaling and exhaling it’s beyond a sickness and I recognize it in others and ofc in myself. I can lock-in for hours standing still that’s why I will never have cellulite.

Not checking emails and comments for days was a tactic of my partner I believe to have me all to himself. You would think he would spend one minute out of that week gassing me up ever or telling me I am pretty and fun but nope, never got validated by my man because he thought I got enough from all of you from my blog from an entity that was not human but yet human, he thought he got to fall short. I wish I told him straight. We might have made it. I didn’t see a way for people to stop being moody tho, that’s my number one hatred. That and hearing people yawn for attention.

Thru this blog many doors have opened for me. I have made many friend and some foe. It anchors me, soothes me. I learn. We laugh. I feel less alone. I wished for messageboards before they existed and somehow getting my journals shared en masse I thought I would leave one in the park with a log for people to sign it out, I was 11 come on LOL. I’ve got some missing journals and I am desperate to know who took them off me when I was hammered. I planned to scan and publish them. FUCKKKKKKKKKK (ok putting that nagging thought away).

Anyway, back to this blog. I gotta find a pic for this post now, publish it, share it on ig, substack https://substack.com/@raymitheminx, fb and twitter. then edit my Orchard bar SSS Short sex story for substack and a smoldering photograph THEN wash my damn hair I am turning into one of the feral kids from Texas chainsaw massacre that helps Jessica Biel escape RAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRR.

RIP SARAH

I will be extra Raymazing for you today kiddo!

I noticed you weren’t commenting or engaging and i am ever so glad I reached out in time.

To all my little Raymis with health issues or going MIA or goin thru something, please let me know because worrying is my sport of interest PLEASE don’t go dippin’ on me. Serious.

RLW ESQ.

Did you subscribe to my Youtube channel yet it’s free!!!

Getting real close now to getting attacked by a sheep. Is it worth it for the ‘gram?

Count your blessings everything in life is temporary.

Oh ya, my stalker got love-bombed all summer long, mocked me, copied me, and was smug BUT he dumped her ass and kicked her out! Now she’s grifting off her son she was a deadbeat mother to. Carrie you suck! Karma finds its way eh maybe u shouldn’t have stalked and harassed and tormented a mentally vulnerable woman in Canada for over twenty years!!!!! I shake when I write about you, proof u are toxic and terrible for me. We are enjoying the smoke and mirrors performance too tho maybe u should open up and be honest for once with yourself?

lets see if she replies she usually does

“still working on my book but I need to level up, what do u do when u feel a plateau, when u know ur ace at your craft and the work is coming, will come and be glorious, but u want an adrenaline surge of validation during the in-betweens rush of publication dopamine. I am looking for my marketing lever. I think I just want people to know so I dont have to do the work and write it all. overwhelming. thanks for listening LD.”