don’t stop believin’ from raymi lauren on Vimeo.

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oh liane. i was happy to see she was the leader of the party upstairs at work last nite. in case you forgot or are new here, liane and i met in england during our respective english exchange programs at the age of seventeen. she has grown into such a dreamy little adult but i can still see the non-adult in her, it’s so endearing.

so glad this came out blurry as that chick was too hot for words. i knew allison was coming in at some point but when i saw this chick i thought it was her and when allison came in she too was wounded by the beauty of this creature so i cut out early and we hid upstairs where there was less competition.

she brought her little sister katie who is painfully shy. quiet shy. then everyone talked about how shy she was and answered all her questions for her. aw. and by everyone i mean me but mostly allison. funny to see her in protective mode.

clam chowdaaaaaair special. i thought teppei said CLEM chowder ew!

erin’s amazing shoes.

boring picture much you guys? DO something next time if you’re going to mug with my camera. -headquarters.

talk about effort. i wish i made effort.

erin takes care of comedy nite and i have no idea how all these comedians lucked out with this little babe babysitting their asses. she’s a diamond in their scruff.

nails did!

i showed off my one figure skating jump and here i am landing it. fuck the olympics i got your olympics RIGHT HERE!

so ghey allison.

but you’re hot so it’s ok. i love that necklace. or that ten necklaces. also, calling all musicians who don’t deserve this poon-tang, allison is single. she requires a hot dirtbag to flirt with. get on this shit STAT before i do.

oh look it’s a comedian. this is dom. he is funny. two of his ex’s read my blog (hi tania!) he broke the bands vs comedians tension really well by making fun of skinny pants and getting one of the guys up to bu-dum-dum-ching the drums after each joke tanked. speaking of me and my blog, i’ve been meeting lots of people who read my blog lately, or know someone who does. it’s neat.

my face is so red. i tanned without makeup on. i look like a ginger who fell asleep wasted in mexico.

ben is schooling me on stand-up. i really want to do it. took some videos of him giving me lessons i’ll share later if i remember. it was his idea for the myspace picture not mine i’m way cooler than that.

ok lets pretend we’re having a great time aaaaaaand click.

katie you’re pretty and all but get the fuck out of my way.

haha i’m pushing her.

oh i’m sorry, whose blog is this again?

if you don’t have any friends you should try befriending comedians cos they never go away and need lots of attention so you instantly feel admired. ok maybe my stand-up will be about comedians? every single idea i came up with they shot down those assholes. everything’s been done before so i may as well not bother.

the tables are wonky, one reason why erin thinks she beat me at arm wrestling.

teppei is the man.

hopefully i have a tapeworm. i eat carbs like craaaazy now, remember how insanely no-carb strict i was? well now i can eat anything. it’s great. i still have a nagging voice in my head about starches though which i drown out with piles of bread and dips and pastas.

cool guys. who are you, me?

recanize.

blaaaah zzzzzzzzz.

little bit unimpressed by the cheese plate at czehoski. 12 bucks for this? even more dismal looking in real life. satiated no emotional eating requirements. the macaroni was pretty weak too. maybe it was a case of the mondays.

mer was my little dinner date. i like dating girls and paying for them. fuck men they can buy me dinner, i want to spoil my girls.

hipster guy bar line-up was pretty funny. and depressing. i love projecting shit on strangers. people do it to me all the time so it seems aptly fair.

thanks bloggins i’ll be here all week!

some gorgeous genes in my family there are.

papa’s 80th, not really a surprise in the end.

some things were said as is the typical case when it comes to family gatherings. somehow these people get away with it. i just say i don’t know how to react to that so i won’t say anything at all meanwhile i am choking them out in my mind.

i brought cupcakes and pumpkin pie brownies. gone in a flash.

aw.

mom’s princess feet. i guess this is where it comes from.

thanksgiving buffet, several people were not in attendance due to thanksgiving. i choked on the massivest piece of dry dark meat and mom says that’s cos “i don’t eat” urrrrg no. if you were ever in need of knowing how your bod was doin’ go visit the fam, they’ll put you straight on the spot.

wasn’t feeling the poker game.

now on to the next jam.

something im thankful for: your blog

happy thanksgiving lauren. i hope you have a nice weekend ahead of you. mine will be filled with dysfunction and wine. ahh. Also, I liked your mighty jail bush drawing
sending love, xo Lisa

my stevie dress is hard to capture in photographs so here is a video of me swishing it around. i make a dumb face in it too wait my face always look that way what am i saying. don’t worry full house post is comin’ up next hosers. happy friday i am in a funk mood and i don’t mean dancing.

stevie dress from raymi lauren on Vimeo.

this is probably the most graceful thing you will ever watch.

allison is on her way over to shower, another affected zone dwelling friend. yes yes come to my palace, bring coffee, oh and i’m low on shampoo and conditioner bring that too. people keep calling from the burbs to check on me i feel so bad for everyone else, apparently every street is packed with people walking, braving the cold. eerie.

i just had to skidster clean the shower for her while i showered, best time to do it.

my face has erupted in zits and the one on my neck that was slowly fading away, welp it’s got a new friend RIGHT BELOW IT. awesome. there’s a huge crater on my right cheek.

britt and i watched leatherheads last nite – let me save you the trouble – all it is is george clooney over-doing facial expressions for 2+ VERY SLOW hours and Renée Zellweger wrinkling up her face as tiny as it can go with lots of red lipstick on (ps i love her). some guy from the office is in it too. i think i laughed negative 4 times. the old timeyness was appreciated, everything else did not deliver.

i was just thinking about how i wanted to tan today so i won’t look like such a ghost tomorrow on the court but i think the salon i go to would probably be out of power, also, the idea of superbedding whilst people are freezing in their homes feels like the biggest prick move to pull at the moment. kind of hilarious in a way though.

we got matching tube socks for tomorrow, i’m going to draw a tiny star on one of my cheeks with black eyeliner and fill it in with pink blush, JEM kinda. also i’ll wear my ghetto adidas jersey for show between games.

fil got wallabies for 80 bucks, i hate him.

but there is hope for me cos they’re uk sizes, i’m a women’s 8 north american, so uk men’s that’s a 7, not a men’s 6 north american which is what i would need. yeah the math makes absolutely no sense to me either.

have you seen this thing yet?