it’s walking through hot soup season in toronto aka check on the old people you know, my favorite. lise brought me earrings yesterday and my ears aren’t pierced and purple lightning bolt tattoos, later on i drunk gave away the tattoos to the bouncer/manager of a pub and he’s all ONLY ONE SONG TONITE?! so now i don’t have any tattoos and i have earrings i can’t wear. i might get them pierced. should i?
the karaoke guy is getting on my nerves, part of his introducing me to everyone speech is explaining how crazy i am because i scream at people if they are speaking loudly during my song which is understandable right? anyway i don’t do it all the time and even if i did that doesn’t make me crazy it makes me angry. so i called him out on his scooter/motorcycle and said WHATEVER GUY WHO HAS A SCOOTER POSING AS A MOTORCYCLE cos it’s one of those whatever the front looks motorcycle-like the rest is all pussy scooter that i can pick up with one hand and give to my grandma.
next week i will target his haircut.
oh i sang wow what did i sing oh right don’t tell me, madonna, and i was awesome and a blog fan guy took my picture with a throw away camera so there’s extra awesome points.
i wish you could hear the fake telephone conversation between howie mandel and that other dude on the deal or no deal show I LOVE THAT SHOW!
oh yeah i forgot that when i dissed the karaoke guy over the mic one of the bar waitresses put her hands over her head and clapped and laughed and cheered!
haha no kidding i was almost getting really mad at you ha
kali: hahahahaha
me:
and fil cos we were chatting and then nothing and then i got extremely jealous of your pictures and i couldnt figure it out and music was blaring
kali:
you’re very needy heh he has one too i guess
me:
;ewigoh 43oitqh43[t8hre g no im not needy
kali:
my boss was here and you were boinking all over the screen
me:
needy has nothing to do with it
kali:
hahahahah
me:
oops sorry
kali:
no biggie it was just funny boink boink raymi needs you
me:
stop dissing me when u talk to me its annoying
kali:
BOINK
me:
ungh
kali:
k sorry
mostly i’m kidding also you’re talking to me
me:
u can turn the boink sound off
kali:
awesome
me:
what do u mean also yer talking to me
kali:
i mean you boinked first
me:
so it doesnt mean u have to be mean raaaaaaaaaah
kali:
no it doesn’t k bye
me:
are we in a fight
kali:
yes
me:
no we arent
kali:
yes we are
me:
i boinked you sassed
kali:
ya but i’ve been mad you just didn’t even notice
me:
“kali: no biggie it was just funny”
kali:
i mean befor TODAY duh
me:
dude you say mad shit to me all the time
kali:
you called me callous and bitter
me:
and i let it slide
kali:
you don’t accept me for what i am
me:
cos you are always being bitter and callous in my comments towards me for no reason you insult me in every comment you make to me and i finally called you on it
kali:
i insult everybody its my HUMOR
me:
well i dont find it funny
kali:
then we are in a fight
me:
there’s funny and then there is nasty its not my doing
kali:
yes apparently you can’t tell the difference
me:
im not the only one who thinks this way
kali:
ok
me:
it doesnt matter
kali:
then i am in a fight with them too
me:
haha
kali:
VERYONE BLAH ARGH RAWR
me:
if yer gonna be funny, be funny then thats all
kali:
ok thanks
me:
u just come across as disagreeable look u dont have to be all “oh thanks”
kali:
i said ok thanks
me:
well tone oh nevermind
kali:
i was trying to be nondisagreeable you CANT HEAR TONE ON CHAT@!!!!!!!!!!!!!! jesus
me:
you can from some people who usually TALK WITH TONE ie you and me
kali:
ok we’re broken up — meaning: the time where i talk to you and act like you’re VERY cool even though sometimes i think you are a brat is OVER
me:
oh well thanks for doing me that grand favor of talking to me whilst compromising your ethics kali thank you. so. much.
me:
wow i just reread that you’re a total bitch
kali:
you made me mad
me:
yeh well yer nasty unjustifiably
kali:
i meant it to be nasty
me:
yeh well it’s kind of pathetic “i said ok thanks” wtf
kali:
yes it is patheric pathetic totally
me:
omg u already removed me from yer blogroll hahahaa
kali:
i’m good
me:
oh my god that makes you good?
kali:
i told you we were broken up —
me:
wow thats very uh, small
kali:
ok no one goes to your site from mine anyway silly except me
me:
thats not the point and you know it
kali:
ya i did it for effectr and i’m small you’re right about that
me:
well take fil down too
kali:
but see i think it’s funny no i did that on purpose too
me:
yeh it is funny he doesnt blog anymore
kali:
i see that
me:
hes also read all of our convo
kali:
ok
me:
u can keep him up it doesnt matter he never liked being called raymis bitch anyway
kali:
i know i only did it cuz of pitts bitch it wasn’t personal anyway
me:
yeh well we are different
kali:
you guys don’t get me wah
me:
ahahah yeh you are sooooooo misunderstood
kali:
i know
me:
very complex
kali:
seriously now we’re getting somewhere
me:
why do u think i am a brat
kali:
ok i want to choose my words carefully because i would like you not to get upset but you know you are a brat, right? i mean it’s kind of your “thing” and i thought it was funny and i was playing along…
me:
being a brat and having it as a thing? no not really well maybe yer delusional cos there was no reason to be playing along
kali:
ok then maybe we just don’t get along ok perhaps i am
me:
and also you dont need to project your inability to get along with others as ME being the brat here
kali:
i do get along with others just not you and whomever else you talk to that feels similarly i certainly don’t get along with everybody
me:
well u seem to take a big interest in not getting along with me
kali:
i like to fight it’s fun and yes i do find that i care a little too much what you think about me
me:
well thats awesome that yer getting paid to fight with some girl on the internet who doesnt “get you”
kali:
you in particular i know it’s shameful
me:
i like how older bitches think they can say things like brat to me and feel like they totally zinged me
kali:
i do it because i’m a total brat
me:
anyway no harm no foul just stop being a cunt
kali:
i’m the one with the t-shirt, theoretically but i enjoy being a cunt… it’s my personality
me: well thats sad
kali:
that’s what i need a “cunt” tishirt !
me:
oh my god thats so not funny it might be funny
kali:
sorry i was so nasty anyway it was uncalled for
me:
its ok it was amusing for like ten minutes
kali:
ya my face got red rawr
me:
ha so do i take down your link now
kali:
if you want… i’ saved yours so i’m putting it bak up now
me: ok i want to post this maybe another day
kali:
oh jeez
me:
haha SEE
kali:
ok maybe you’ll change your mind
me:
not so humorous now that you’d be outed eh
kali:
heh
me:
exactly people are mean up until someone is looking
kali:
nah i’d secretly like it if you posted it and you must know that
me:
why i would be humiliated
people like it when i make them look stupid on my blog?
kali:
the difference is perception
me:
hmm
kali:
and anyway infamy is just as good as fame
me:
well i think people would perceive that i am in the right
kali:
speaking w/in the parameters of blogdon yes you woulds and i….
me:
haa its too long to sift thru people would just i dunno i figure my blog affects peoples moods so then therell be all these people calling each other out on their shit
went to see star wars revenge of the MOST BORING PIECE OF SHIT I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE yesterday afternoon. i actually slept through more than half of it. i moved one of the arm rests and laid across two seats and passed the fuck out. the movie is total crap and what’s worse is all the hype for it. i rate it NO STARS. ya ya it is necessary to see it because there are like eight-hundred other ones and if you don’t see this one you will always wonder about it, you know what, don’t. worry. about. it.
that c3po douche bag’s voice is annoying as hell. um, since when do robot’s have faggoty british accents? also it’s fucking obvious from the beginning the chancellor is the sith lord because he talks in that sneaky evil way when he tells annabananakin to kill that dude right away i was thinking THIS GUY IS BAD NEWS THEY BETTER WATCH THEIR BACKS YO and then i was right so i stood up before falling asleep and proclaimed to everybody in the audience SEEEEEEEE I TOLD YOU THAT GUY WAS EVIL.
and then there are 300 kids sitting all around you talking and eating their evil little kid popcorn and candies during all the quiet parts so you pray for the whole movie to be full of loud explosions to drown them all out. one kid near us kept picking up his drink, taking a sip, putting it back down, picking it up again, taking a sip, putting it down it’s like holy shit kid just HOLD ON TO YOUR FUCKING DRINK and you can’t even swear at these kids ‘cos their parents are there too.
we were sitting in that row by the stairs with the metal bar to rest your feet on and also protect fat retards from somehow falling out of their seats in the dark and diving down the stairs, anyway, all the ADD little boys going to the bathroom were irritating ‘cos they’d swing from the bar and it was loose and our feet were resting on it and every few minutes a new little shitkid would go to the bathroom and do it again.
i am never going to see a movie again where there is bound to be all the kids in the universe sitting beside me in the audience. except for NARNIA, that movie will fucking rule and i will sit in the very front for it with stickers on my face and if i hear one person speak i will swear at them in italian at the top of my lungs until they take me away and ban me from all movie theatres for life.
i’m gonna ween myself off of zoloft, first go back to 50mg then 25 then nothing and if i become grossly depressed i will try effexor. zoloft made me gain weight i now realise after discussing this with many crazy bitches who ALL gained weight from it and even a dude and dude’s don’t lie.
Sent : May 30, 2006 4:42:48 AM To : Raymi Lauren
Subject : Re: RE: stumble style
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we exchanged emails a little while back… since my initial transmission and response i have come to realize that you are a bit of a blog celebrity… what is that like?
that doesn’t really require any answer, it was more of a rhetorical, absurd life position ahoy, question. absurd in the sense that you seem to be a great voice from some sort of non-hipster hipster section of society that i am rarely exposed to. excuse the use of the term hipster. fuck hipsters. non-hipster hipster only has minor connections to hipsterhood.
regardless, my uninformed stumble upon a few of your works inspired me to start a blog… i guess i thought it would be a good release. and your wit provided me with some evidence that not all the people who had blogs were in the generic douche category.
i would be much obliged if you took a minute to check it out. not exactly because i am looking for blog celebrity recognition gratification, but somewhat… it is all so new and EXCITING!!!!! more because it was a partial influence thing… maybe you will find that cute or disgusting or nothing. irrelevant.
do you try to avoid making yourself the absolute source of your writing material? meaning, do you try to stay away from always pulling intricate messages from your own complex shit? to disjoint this even more, is it improv based on information you have synthesized or is it all from the subjective realm of interpretting your own experience?
that might be one simpler question, but i couldn’t get it together.
THE CREEPING NOBODIES (CD RELEASE SHOW!) THE WHARTON TIERS ENSEMBLE RYVYR WYRD VISIONS & DJ CRAIG DUNSMUIR
FRIDAY, JUNE 2ND AT THE HORSESHOE $8 ADV/$10 DOOR 19+, DOORS AT 9PM
Hello Friends,
Perhaps you have always thought about coming to see the Creeping Nobodies, but kept telling yourself “Oh, I’ll catch the next show. There’s beer here at home and I want to watch the game.” Or perhaps you’ve come before , got really sweaty, and forgot all about the game. At any rate, we have a very special show coming up this Friday, June 2nd at the Horseshoe. It is the CD release show for our new album, Sound of Joy, that’s been two years in the making. We recorded most of it in NYC with Wharton Tiers at Fun City Studios, and it is our great pleasure to announce that his band, The Wharton Tiers Ensemble, will also be performing! For those that don’t know, Tiers has recorded and produced bands such as Sonic Youth, and played drums for the Theoretical Girls (late 70’s NYC no wave). Ryvyr will also be performing, which I am told is a psych band featuring members of Jon Ray and the River. Opening the show will be Wyrd Visions, who also just released an album, which is AMAZING. Craig Dunsmuir will be DJing, and I promise you that the man has excellent taste. Do not sleep on this!
Special advance tickets are available at Rotate This and Soundscapes. The tickets are a limited edition run of microfiche slides. We rip off the stub at the show, and you keep the microfiche as an album insert. If you take it to the library (or anywhere with a microfiche reader), you can view photos, artwork by our friends, notebook pages of lyrics, and more.
See the attached files for a copy of the poster and photo of the ticket!
