the fucking asshole next door is sitting on his harley in the driveway, re v v in’ it over and over again. I want to go out there and do something bizarre like strum a banjo on my lawn or turn on the hose and water the same spot for ten minutes.

neighbor rage.

ok my lovely people – i have something for you. Something huge and wonderful and magnificent you will crap in your pants. You will tell everyone you know about it, your mother’s sister’s cousin and their children and their children’s children and so on and so forth……so, all u gotta do is click on this new, fantastic little picture i drew and blammo you’re at minxraymi.com


do u ever have one of those days where you go to yourself, “Fuck it. Today I’m gonna look ugly and I don’t give a shit.” then halfway through the day you change your mind cuz u see all these hot looking people and you get angry at yourself for looking like a slob but it’s kinda too late to make yourself look not ugly so you try to fix your hair and outfit a little but you end up just looking goofy? i had one of those days yesterday. it was laundry day and all my non-stupid clothes were being washed so i decided to wear these baggy blue corduroy pants and a huge dumpy t-shirt and my hair was in messy pigtails. i went to the grocery store and everyone else looked better than i did so i immediately got pissed off and stomped around the place swinging my basket around like a sea hag.

the end.

so here’s raymi in all her “i want to look like a boy” glory in Brooklyn this past summer. you can see the WTC in the background of one of the shots from the roof.MODRAYMI

you can also see a picture of antidisestablishmentarian pinching his girlfriend’s titty if you wait for the page to load and scroll down to the bottom. do it. Tittypinch there’ also more of his funny complaints too.

i’m going to feed the ducks today – all the stale bread that’s been sitting in the back of my fridge for months. how exciting. today is saturday, it is sunny but very windy and cold outside. what’s the point in it being sunny if it’s ridiculously unbearable to stand outside for more than three minutes. i dunno. i’ll probably wrap a scarf around my head and wear my stupid hat. yes. i will. last nite at the bar this dude passed out on his stool and some guy poured olive juice into the passed-out guy’s pint. i laughed. oh yeh, some drunk twat walked in on me when i was in the loo. i hate when that happens, it’s the little things that drive you nuts, eh? like when the channel you’re watching on television decides to go all static or when you drop your food on the floor or you give yourself a papercut – man, those things depress me.

that’s my story and i’m stickin’ to it.