so i worked out with my mum and my cousin and their insanely fit personal trainer yesterday. for two fucking hours. and then i went to the driving range and destroyed some balls – now my legs are in extreme pain. i also got lectured about my drinking habits and about smoking and my health and diet…etcetera, etcetera. So of course I had to go out and smoke ‘n drink my face off just to balance out the day. nahmean. although today, i can’t even get up from a chair without going oooooh fuck and god help me.
i have also decided i am going to get an animal of some sort – maybe a cat or a little dog or something else in the cute and fuzzy department. any suggestions?
i was just about to draw a funny little cartoon of me complaining about today’s heat and make it all charming and cool and whatever but this machine is so goddamn ancient, it can’t keep up with adobe photoshop. it made my “art” crappier than usual, and i bet you thought that wasn’t possible.
that new guestbook is a piece of crap. i really should try and be less of a spaz and do more research on guestbook sites – i think it’s greek. bullshit.
ok i didn’t dye it black – i dyed it the color of dryed blood instead. i can’t dye it black until i strip my hair of it’s bleach blondyness, otherwise the blond will show thru and then i’ll look like a skunk. i did cut my bangs straight across though. that is all. more updates later.
i think i have some sort of weird sunday blahh disease – all i can think about is dying my hair black and giving my bangs a chop, bettie paige style and i think i am actually going to do it in the next hour or two – and i won’t stop to ask anyone whether or not it is a good idea, i’m just gonna do it. i dyed my hair orange-ish just last sunday too. i am a nutcase.
i feel like such a cunt. This chica has been paying me attention for the past lil while. she has a fancy website with all of her famous cartoons of hot ladies and i had absolutely no idea – trying to get remotely famous people to pay me attention is like, pretty fucking impossible – and then it happens right under my nose and i am the last to find out. she gets her shit featured in major mags all over the place. click the bunny picture and be jealous of her – i know i am.
i do not plan to leave my house today. it’s my day off so i’ve decided today i will get things done and if i don’t i will be very upset with myself. i have a new project on the rise. well, many projects actually – but one in particular that i actually plan to finish or accomplish without being all neurotic and panicky. I think i have hypo-mania. i have all these ideas, i start one thing and then i move onto the next thing without finishing the first and then i move onto something else and before i know it i am wasted in some white trash bar singing karaoke and thinking i am the best person in the world and i tell everyone about how great i think i am and then i go home to all the things i haven’t finsihed yet and i get more angry and that’s when i consider smashing things. it’s true. well, kinda. so yah, today it’s all about wearing pajamas, organizing and typing until my fingers cramp up.
the new project is party nites in TO – u can party with raymi. it’s true. there’ll be go go dancers, pie throwing, dj’s/bands, visuals (porn), wet t-shirt contests, body paint whores – all kinds of stuff. I will even do some performance-type bullshit. beginning June, it’ll be at the B-SIDE. I’ll also be doing karaoke nites but that will be someplace else. So if you wanna come by and be a go go dancer or be involved in some way, by all means – just don’t do something stupid. It’ll be something like 5 or 6 bucks a head.
