so everyone ended up making out with each other saturday nite on account of my drunklor split personality and then samir was all why won’t anyone make out with me!? and he couldn’t handle me and sharpie being trashy bulldykes at the horseshoe, but it’s not my fault, she said that i talk too much and then mouth-raped me after i shoved her up against the wall and slobbered all over her. and then after i told her and fil to kiss i immediately regretted it cos i got all jealous and on the way back in the taxi i was all DID YOU ENJOY IT TELL ME THE TRUTH!???

and everyone gave me the silent treatment and the next morning fil woke up still drunk and talked really loud and wouldn’t shut up meanwhile steve was going to jump off the balcony to go get some food cos he didn’t want to leave the door unlocked.

last nite i dreamt i ate 5 blue ecstasy pills then wandered around streetsville and went to a fancy food store and broke the coffee machine and spilled my soup everywhere but the E never kicked in and then i bumped into noel and he looked very skinny and old and then i went down to the park and yelled at noel where is my jacket and it was in my hand and then i couldn’t find my pizza and then me and fil were looking for art at sherway gardens and then i saw a guy in a tie that i recognized smoking a cigarette at the park where children were on swings and then we were driving i dunno that dream sucked.

c// says:

hey, how was your weekend?

raymi says:

pretty drunken

c // says:

nice, so you made it count?

raymi says:

hahaha

raymi says:

it was good

raymi says:

i am at an internet place and this girl is clacking the keys extremely loud and i want to explode because of it

c // says:

tell her that the keys aren’t nails and her fingers aren’t hammers

raymi says:

hahahahhaha

raymi says:

i dont think that would go over too well

c // says:

yeah probably not. if i was her, i’d type louder

raymi says:

i wish i could outloud type her but i have a quieter keyboard

raymi says:

hers is all hollow and grey mine is sleek and black

c // says:

so you got it better regardless. feel good about that

raymi says:

yes but i still have to listen to CLACK TIP TAP TAP TAP TAP CLICK CLACK

I meet people on the streets of toronto who know of you[raymi] and your fame spreads exponential inspiration through some hypertextual social need to read and write and read and write and you unite minds by accident congratulations have a dramatically enlightening non-denominational holiday

hey raymi,

here are the details for the 28th. officially it’s for this zine my friend joanna works on and this is what she has written as her msn name. artisitically it’s a really good looking zine as joanna is a studio arts major, inside is mainly poetry and stories. it’s pretty typical but nowhere near as diy crap as the one i sent you that v and i did.

Lip zine Launch Dec 28th

IV Lounge, 326 Dundas Street West

poetry/spoken word, live music, dj, you, me

$3.50 cover, comes with a free zine while supplies last

blah blah blah, that’s about it i guess. i don’t know what time it starts at though. like i said before sherwin the hipless boy will be reading. he was nominated for some big deal poetry award in quebec for a book of 1600 pseudo haikus (hilarious stuff. he has the preprinted version thats 1600 pages long and in the past he had ppl shout out random questions and then reads from the book like it has all the answers while basically falling over cus the book was so heavy).

lip had a launch in mtl too and the readers there were pretty amazing and crazy, but i’m not sure who’ll be here.

oh and i haven’t talked to christine from its all fashion, but i’m sure she’ll be there. she’s absolutely in love with joanna and since i’ll be representing out of the basement and v can’t be there christine should be.

tell me if you wanna read. stories or whatev are totally fine. i don’t know if you’ve ever been to a poetry reading, it sounds pretty lame to ppl who haven’t and sometimes they can be, but not the ones my friends throw. no one is gonna standing on stage and quietly reading poems about the great canadian wilderness or anything like that.

email me or gimme a call about this 416 ***-**** or if you wanna get together. joanna and vera and i haven’t been to the bovine and your description of it as a hilarious goth hangout has made us curious. other than this i haven’t bothered to plan much for my visit cus it makes me feel too oppressed to plan stuff. or something like that.

oh except that emilio from naturalkinds blog fame has emailed me and i said i might possibly maybe go to one of his, i don’t know, whatever things he was advertising on his blog. are you friends with him? i feel like you know him. interested? he said he’d buy bloggers a drink and there is music involved.

hope fil’s bday was a blast and that your settling into your new place nicely. later,

amber

two years ago today on raymitheminx.com, careful it’s cheesy

oh for shame there was a typo in my last post and i left it up there for ages. fuck nig. awesomest word of the day. i’m such a fucking recluse. i couchsurf my ass off. read shitty old books from my gramma’s library-thing and play with my dad’s slot car racetrack and accompany him to raceworld to talk to geeky fags with no teeth in the jewiest part of town. i talked to ward yesterday. ward rules. if you don’t know who he is you’re a loser and a half. ward works at ibm now and hangs out with this crazy confused foreigner packi guy who’s a big perv and talks only about fucking. my kinda guy. anyway some broad gave ward her resume to bring to ibm and on his way to doing that he managed to spill water on it so the ink smudged all purple and smeary-like, sit on it thus crumpling it to shit and spilled coffee on it too. YAY ward! hmm what else is new in the exciting world of raymi??? oh yeah i gave my self a stupid haircut, my bangs actually. i cut them too short. it looks like i put a friggin’ bowl on my head and snipped straight across. my dad and i went grocery shopping the other day and we sampled this hard boiled egg thing on a cracker and the lady was telling my dad how u can buy ‘em in packages and shit and they come all ready boiled tra la la and then my dad goes, “that’s an EGG-cellent idea!” har har. maybe i will win the lottery this friday. maybe not. now i will go play alchemy until i die. oh and i’m sad now that survivor is over. now i need another show to be obsessed with. any suggestions?

lets blow this popstand.

i wonder how many blog entries on raymitheminx.com begin with LAST NITE WAS MENTALLY INSANE!!! the other day i thought of doing what tony does like a year ago today on raymitheminx.com…dadda dada duh but i think it would be ridiculously embarassing and confusing.

for example this is what was going on a year ago today. a year ago today it was fil‘s 30th birthday and now here it is all over again. i got him a nice scarf and a sweater and got guestlist for bedouin soundclash tonite and we’ve been steady boozin’ since yesterday 7pm.

last nite i let fil squeeze pat’s fake tits. word!