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Over everybody until they are under me.

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Hi world I am back, still angry but not as much. Don’t blog angry I always say. Never say. Just said to myself in the kitchereeno rolling a dewb. Today just feels like there aren’t enough hours in it which makes me bitchy and the time change plus staying up longer because of this extra hour, I dunno. Also I lost five pounds ahah so my body is out-control I am giving up on dieting and just living my life that’s how I will lose weight by eating cupcakes and being happy. Sick plan bro.

Okay I’m going to stop talking about myself for a bit now. I took the girls to see Ginger and Rosa last night. Bloggers and media and brainy hipster influencer chicks get to see premieres before everybody else because then they go home and write hyper-focused and detailed accounts of the film that they saw. I was grilled in the car ride home about why we got to see that movie before everybody else and it was funny copping a buzz and saying any retarded fucking reason I wanted because social media arrived out of thin air and there are probably endless reasons why I’m an influencer which was not the question posed but yeah, I like the arty dark stuff, I know Jen, my blog is media I guess then there’s the brand Smörgåsbord getting in on it but really there’s a huge movie scene in Toronto which is one of the places Sally Potter’s movie premiered like a blink of an eye gone again until the rest will see the film at month’s end and I will be in Aruba the movie will catch like wildfire, memes will be created, quotes, tumblr-spreads and animated .gifs – seeing it first is a privilege and special offering to in-crowd and movies leave indelible marks on the psyche, hallmark cult classics you never forget where you were and when you first saw it.

Tracey and Lolo are a bit like Ginger and Rosa to me. They’ve been fighting lately. Things have been stressful, rough, long winter, I hear that everyone is suffering in their own way to get through it so we are not alone, world, that’s comforting. I thought the triad should get back together again, Lois kept saying it was our comeback ahah like Tina Turner? And who are you saying that to anyway? Just kidding. We had a smashing good time and 40 Argentinians were staring at us and winking all throughout our couch hang. We went up to Panorama because I wanted them to see it so we stayed for a drink and some flourless chocolate cake. Mom thinks it felt like New York.

Toronto looks good with a chandelier on it. In the day the view is fabulous I have a blog post if you google raymitheminx panorama you can find it.

I wonder how pissed Dakota is that her sister gets all the indie gigs and she gets Twilight roles, aside from crying all the way to the bank, pissed off? I mean, she paved the way for Elle Fanning. Thanks for the Evian, Evian. Some vodky may or may not have slipped in to mine.

The triad is going to Aruba for 2 weeks. It was my intention to float away forever there, turn into a brown raisin, and die. Channeling Nicolas Cage in Leaving Las Vegas which I’ve never actually seen but insist upon detailed accounts of from friends who have seen it. Anywhooters I haven’t accomplished enough for suicide/disappearance yet so RELAX YOUR FACE. The point is I am going to Atlanta for a bounty of trubs beforehand so I can press pause on screaming at the sky until winter’s duration ends. I’ve had wanderlust since September. Single people SHOULD travel. I’ve done enough loafing so now it is time to make tracks. BTW I just found out our magician frenemy in Aruba isn’t there anymore so now I can’t be sawed in half. Wahh.

Nip slip dammit. I have 40 pics like this. I didn’t notice because I was paying attention to looking skinny. I forgot to buy spanx yesterday. Guys if you are fine with embracing a fat hero I am totally fine with turning in to Jessica Simpson fat ahha.

Jk I’m going to yoyo until I’m a skeleton again and hopefully get lyposuction in Fatlanta.

I asked Sally Potter if she was Ginger or Rosa? She hemmed and hawed of course then said Ginger. I’m not going to spoil it but obvi Ginger is the one who gets betrayed so it really is a yin & yang sort of flick. Annette Benning is a treasure as well, I love her. Perfect. It’s a period movie set in ’62 so nostalgia original gangster hipster ground zero, a mental holiday flick and I took turns looking at my mom’s face and my godmother’s, we had a really good time, bonding like bananas in the super front row right in front of the chairs where the Director herself Sally Potter would sit and we would be guaranteed answers to our questions posed only to just talk to her as I “got” her entire film, it turned conversational and mom and I got a few questions each. It was moving and inspiring to see a woman who dedicated herself to something for four years, something artistic packed with emotion and lessons, relatable pain. We’re all kinda emo right now so it’s comforting to get lost in other people’s pain. AND these two broads were born around the time of this movie’s setting – I knew some shit might hit home for Trace and Lo. Mom said she’s Ginger. Everybody is Ginger I think.

Get yourself thigh high boots. Shannon “wants to take care of these” while I’m in Aruba ahaha oh please.

Old news sorry I kind of liked it. My boobs btw are bigger it’s ridonkulous I’d think I was preggers had I not blasted in months! Longest dry spell ever I may as well write stand-up about it. I am equal parts proud of myself and a robot. COOL. Cool?

I went on a hilarious date here before oh that’s right you’ll probably pull that blog post up if you google raymitheminx panorama as well ahahahha omg I had blond hair and a lot of extensions in. If the photos don’t appear tell me and I’ll re-html them for you #iamaniceguy.

For her dating profile go and get it boys.

Omg that shirt is so adorable. Lois has EVERYTHING. Every dream girly shirt you could ever want. Bangin’.

We caught up on all our gossip and I rapped real talk to her about some of her biz ahha mom likes it cos I cut to the chase and then Lois thinks about it. We are a good pack.

Thanks Jen!

Read this and be underwhelmed.

Me in two weeks. Part of my anger is the photo out of sortsness that ends up making my blog posts aggressive.

Dessert. Not poutine. Not actually burgers but cupcakes omg!

Or closed?

And from this view side.

Smugly stupidly yours, Raymbo.

Silence violence

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SO angerry right meow. Passively kinda angry. I can’t even upload one photo at a time on flickr so I must shrink my resolution size aghhhhh thanks for telling me. No pictures no blog post get it. Double-dipping from instagram revokes the newness of the murrterial and no one likes to watch someone brag on all channels. Anyway over it I’m doing one-by-one now. Take a deep breath and blog I have limited time so that means it’s gonna get craymi.

My bro and I have been constipated for days. Don’t get me started even though I just started. Lets talk about problems, you got problems!? Haha. So we constantly discuss our issue and how we can cure it and what day we’re at and why the fuck haven’t we exploded yet I swear to god it must be a family-thing? I also swear to god please don’t make it happen in the middle of nowhere Jesus holy Christ that’s all.

I have been cheating on my diet like I don’t care anymore I don’t think it’s working for me I’m going to stop suffering and start eating tubs of ice cream I GIVE UP. No. I’m just going to regroup and lower the fats/eat some carbs/cut out booze. Why in the hell did I even think that eating high fats would make me thin???? Obviously I am a cheater plus kind of dense and bound to screw it up and now that I am bloated from not crapping in for fucking ever I’m paranoid that that’s not bloat but a fat person gut. I have accepted that I am going to have a shitty summer as in not a skeleton so I’m going to just embrace and enjoy and take the teasings about my body because I figure “I deserve it” but I have also learned the rage trigger when one too many comments get made aka mother and brother so I cannot be blamed for when one of those assholes gets a black eye and I am not joking either so it’s pretty safe to say I am going to Atlanta this week to avoid all that haha.

Luckily these fat shirts are en vogue at the mo so I have time to try another psycho scheme to drop weight. Another reason that this has happened is that I don’t party anymore so like all the bloat plus the eating more just happens, plus it’s the burbs and winter nowhere to go or people to see so why go anywhere. I really hope I get skinnier in Aruba. This is going to be the most annoying blog to read the next while, more annoying than you already find it my friends.

Mall lighting. You’re so Warhol.

Time for a shower. What an interesting birthday month.

No filter. Just pose in the window to be flawless. I’m not even wearing tons of cakey makeup either honest I’m just super pale. Not for long! Arubbbbbbbba here I come. Oh and that’s how long my bangs are and my roots. Virgin hippie hair in no time. Yeah I got lots of wizard whites and greys slightly poking through I wonder what the sun will do to my hair top? What are the hair forecast trends anyway should I go to that or spearhead my own? Kay bye. Monday Monday can’t trust that day.

Do not drink the ashes

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Hallow hallo allo how are ya lovely!

Just practicing my accent me is. Practice over haha. This sunshine today are you kidding me! Lets go for lunch in this small town called Jordan Station. Thuper fun. Heck bro I live 30 minutes from wino country. What an idiot. I mean all this time!!!

I’ll just get the instagrammables out of the way first. Cave Springs winery loooooooove it. After lunch we had tastings ooh la la I cheated on my diet. Yes, remorseful but caaam ehhn you would have too. Can’t resist the barrel cask whatever oak taste of that red goodness I died and Slurren was out in no time. Fancy is as fancy does.

Whimsical. Spring is here today for sure, yesterday was like after the apocalypse of gloom.

Half my photos haven’t finished sending yet I think when I send to raymiATraymitheminx it takes a lot longer so the other half well you’ll just have to wait and see won’t you then? It would be awesome to have lipstick on in this photo.

There was a fire off in the distance I love that shit yo!

Lunch is served.

I love my camera phone thinger.

Thought my whore boots might be a little much for this little town made for couples who wear sweaters and have massages together and stare at waterfalls and “work on their marriages” lol. It was funny. Only because I am an asshole. Only.

Def going back for more.

Seriously. Dopamine injection looking at that. I am drawn to colour. It awakens me

Sweet. Made of wood so all the coolness without all the killing.

Statement piece. There’s a Native art store. Seen seen, cool peeps there.

Lots of Steven Seagall swag abound. Kind of wish I bought that now.

Oh hey!

Girls plus wine plus camera phone equals masterpiece. If I knew all these samples, “tastings” were free I would have had like four more at least please tell me next time thank you. Gosh it would have been awesome if all my pictures sent, wifi lag what is that? Meh the couch is calling my name. And by couch I mean sitting here still watching the rest of Big bruv ep. 5.

Anyway F that S have a nice night. Will this be JT’s babillionth time hosting SNL or what?

Ginger and Rosa – Opens in select Canadian Cities March 29th

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I get to see this on Monday. I love movies so much right now that’s why I am saying “I get to” and beforethat shopping at Aritzia seeeeeeen. Thanks Jen!

And now I’m writing about this, finishing it I mean. TGIF! So sunny out. Lovely. And it’s International Woman’s day so don’t sass me! Hear how rude that chick was to me. It’s a trade show and people are constantly walking in a stream a steady flow and so I was like don’t ruin my film by walking in to it and manipulatively suggested watch this confetti rain that I am nice enough to share with you and she’s like we are watching. Well fuck you lady! I played it off nice. Listen to her snarly unecessary tone. You try dragging a knockout 11 playboy model around with you all over a trade show and see how you deal with being the invisible one how dare you say we are watching to me like that!!! AHHAhah kay bye.

Closed door parties

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Hey guys, I feel like shit today. I feel like this diet is stripping my soul away. I feel that empty kind of sick. I am probably three day hungover on top of that and can’t heal because I am not allowed to put french fries and grease into my system, or a pizza, that’s how you cure hangovers where I come from. The trick would be to not drink period though obvi. Maybe a run at the gym too but my left foot is still killing me I need to learn how to not march like an idiot when I tool around, it’s winter, you gotta hoof it.

Oh, and I am moving back downtown so if you know of a deece place in a nice naybe lemme know thanks. I don’t want roommates. Well, you know. No one wants roommates. I just don’t want to live with strangers or incur other people’s bullshit, or annoy anybody. I want something new. I want to become a curmudgeon who stays single for so long that they don’t know how to relate to people anymore or get near to them and the benefits of being single not living with a partner I haven’t had that in years. I want to eat beans from a can over a barrel drum fire in the middle of my shitty loft apartment talking to a rat ahah kidding. I don’t want to wear pants for 8 days straight actually I don’t really wear pants anymore anyway now that I am obese so all good there.

I still haven’t heard back from the audition so I don’t know I guess that means I didn’t get it but I am still holding out hope and my consolation prize is Aruba so, yeah. This is my birthday month and it feels awful gloomy ‘nt it? I feel sad actually like it’s the last month in my twenties and I am wasting it being depressed. But I’ve partied enough haven’t I? Does the party have to end? I don’t know but at the end of the day it would be nice to come home to my own home, something Shiresque with carrots and talking rabbits, kay fuck the Shire I have to stop referencing it I prefer the Hundred Acre Wood for this dreamer post speaking of that I think I’m gonna get a writing grant so what’s that all about, that’s exciting! Shoulda done that years ago.

But back to that audition I’m grateful I was already doing my diet 9 days prior because it ignited me and gave me a confidence boost and I haven’t felt the me-power in months, and months so, sweet plus finally. Also should I go to Atlanta before Aruba in the mean time just to do something and like get out of everybody’s hair and rip it up a little bit before I Sylvia Plath it? j/k It’s cutting it close to Aruba but I think I’ve done a stacked trip schedule (barely) successfully before so why not. Once you go away somewhere you get wanderlust and it’s an itch you need to scratch.

How amazing is Life of Pi, right? Beautiful film. I wanted to see it again today but they returned it. I’ll buy it. That’s a re-watcher for sure, many lessons in there and gorgeous to look at, stunning, like Prozac. I’ve wanted pancakes for days now. There’s bacon flavoured popcorn here and I chewed up the rest of the bag and spit it out just to see what carbs felt like again it was only a couple handfuls but my pupils instantly dilated like a cartoon character’s and my cheeks were puffed out it was a scene. When people describe eating pasta after not having pasta for a long time that’s basically what it felt like.

I’ve decided to take some acting lessons though so that’s good. To get sharp, hone the craft what is acting. Maybe I am tired of being myself.

Always nice to spot a familiar face in the crowd.

I am still re-cooperating from this. I am not 20 anymore. Damn fuck haha. Trade show tequila didn’t help either although it was free and delicious.

Before that, Spoke. It was quiet. It was Monday after all.

Cob salad mmmmm best I’ve ever had. It was supposed to be with smoked turkey but remember how I said I was done with smoked turkey?

Okay I am out of here now I have to do the paid writing gig. Blogging is exhausting.

It’s Justin Bobby Pins!

A true Canadian who loved this land

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Hello friends, I want all my fans, past, present, or future, to know that without you, there would have not been any Stompin’ Tom.

It was a long hard bumpy road, but this great country kept me inspired with its beauty, character, and spirit, driving me to keep marching on and devoted to sing about its people and places that make Canada the greatest country in the world.

I must now pass the torch, to all of you, to help keep the Maple Leaf flying high, and be the Patriot Canada needs now and in the future.

I humbly thank you all, one last time, for allowing me in your homes, I hope I continue to bring a little bit of cheer into your lives from the work I have done.

Sincerely,

Your Friend always,

Stompin’ Tom Connors

Raymdead.

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Hey guys. I’m a bit frizzle frazzled from yesterday TBH. Also I’m going to cover the CRFA for my next PBE article so as a personal blogger it’s like, what do I blog now then? Okay here’s a rock I walked by yesterday and a pile of snow too! Saving the good bits for the official Raymi Trade Show storm but what if some of the good bits don’t make it can I blog those now then? So confusing. The mind of a writer, a blogger, it gets pretty neurotic. How topical for Lena Dunham on Girls to have her OCD nervous ticks come back again while she’s trying to write her e-book. I’m getting to the point where I want to be the Lorax after all the trees are gone, alone, hyper-focus alone and get all of my head out on to word documents. Organized people fantasize about Staples, office supplies, file cabinet organization tools I dunno. I dream about desks in empty studies with lamp light, solid oak wooden desks. Only when I am really needing down time alone time. Very Kerouac, very very Kerouac that. I’d love the ultimate state of the line chair too something Dr. Claw appropriate.

I’m also glad I reclaimed emo-blogging and I see the ripple butterfly effect it has done on other bloggers too like seriously stop caring so much guys and stop being giant phonies too. Taking back the personal blogging art form of sharesville. This blog is helping me get through my stressful life right now. I need it to get my feelings out and function better and I am super glad I spoke up about my hater troll because it scared them away. I think about how if it is who I think it is how their entire reputation will go up in flames at the exposure of their ways. Like honestly who tells you how unprofessional one of your blog posts are? Another blogger. Sorry I have unprofessional feelings called feelings.

Anyway. We are going to watch Life of Pi later on tonight I am looking forward to it quite a bit don’t spoil it for me please my papa insisted that tiger was real and I was like nope no chance and I was right.

It’s getting long back there.

Walking in the cold to meet Rebeccugh. Yes I hear Edmonton is cold but trust me, so was yesterday in Toronto lets not have a cold war cos it was still pretty awful, thank god for the sun.

I’ve a picture of the chick who did this. She had a glass of red wine in her hand of course. The guy whose cake it was was pretty decent about it I was impressed.

I couldn’t eat anything. I got the model to eat everything I must say I really enjoyed that aspect I’ll be writing about that for sure for PBE lol so stay tuned.

Our Playboy girl was friend’s with the tequila girl (score) so we had a crew, I had a really fun time thanks boss!

Everyone loves Raymi.

I’m spying on that little old man.

Does this look like the hand of a 29 year old?

On my way oot.

I find singing while walking to be a good distraction from the chill. It helps. Some people smile, some think I’m crazy, some slow down and follow me, others are left in my dust cos I speed walk. I have hobo foot now from walking too much. I’m going to buy new shoes. Okay back to work now. Peace. Word to the wise Wednesday KEEP IT REAL or whatever it is that you do.

Raymiot.

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More soon folks. Ps. I’m in a music video it released today yay. – Mark Loughman’s video btw: British rocker guy, class act, classic. janes addiction and the fucking queens of the stoneage front man play on this track. im the one in the sparkle bottoms. the little old man knows john and yoko btw. He’s 86.