here is a funny quote i said last nite i wrote it down because it was so funny lets see if it makes pitt laugh as hard as he did last nite when it flew out of my mouth oh great now i’ve built it up too much. we were discussing where he and mrs. pitt are deciding to move to and then mississauga came up to which i said it is a joyless pile of depressing piece of shit town and added i will never fucking ever live there again, not even if i have cancer and i’m in the cancer ward at credit valley hospital, i’d commute.

then pitt matched my funny by saying he thinks life aquatic(a – as he calls it) is wes anderson’s best movie and he feels this so much that he signed up to be on team zissou i go oh great do you get a newsletter? yes he says, how often i ask, oh i dunno anymore he said i haven’t received one in awhile, i might’ve marked it as spam.

HAHAHAHHAHA way to stick to your guns pal.

i stupidly lowered the quality level on my camera to one star, fil reformatted my settings and made my video size too big, so i went in there and …anyway, deal.





stupidest most gay snowman thing ever oh oakville what next?

bad bad superbad quality. fil did a 649 shot last nite.

gill this is the guy with the same last name as you.

we took turns shoving each other into snowbanks and snowplowing each other, i picked up an ice boulder and pressed it to steve’s bare stomach and put one down the back of his pants (he knocked fil down too many times so i got revenge for him) and threw chunks of snow at mark while he was getting into a cab right after i decked him into the snow.


closing time smoking bar drakula party.




then someone got the spins.

visitting the old homestead.

then i did my second HOME ALONE-burglar-slipping-on-the-ice-at-the-downstairs-basement-door-move of the nite.


fattest mawfuckahs i ever did see i think they get fed big macs.





smile much?



this stuff slays, you can get it from a british import shoppe, when we get soused and sleep overnite in o-town at nite when i go to sleep there i dream about this.


blast you ornament claw tempting me so! contact cement sucks.


why do these shades have different colour lenses? it says porsche on one of them, do people who drive porsches need to have different colour sunglass lenses?

cid has a new enemy.

laura bought me this!

my gift to you is me!

oh i guess some friends too maybe.

I LOVE YOU FIL HAPPY BIRTHDAY DINKY, FATHER OF MONKEY CAT!




















this just in: summer is over.



we went for hangover sustenance and then caught the 3.30 showing of the golden compass.




idiot.

way to make more work for yourself shovelling from the top like that and dumping it onto the next step down then having to lift it again and again and again.








sunday ghost town.


last nite was a success cos i drank and didn’t barf and i finally feel better.

some cocksmokers bailed last nite w/o even texting you know who you are blizzard or not, no excuses, i am unimpressed.

it’s ok cos we got fucked and it was really fun going out for smokes in gail force snow winds. gill let us have her house even though she was working, she came back around 2 and partied-down. brad and ryan came by around 1 and ryan poured out all of the half-drunk cups of booze cos gill’s manic cleaning made him feel like he had to pitch in and uh, ruin the rest of the party?


pre-wine stained napkins!

he felt really bad about it like anxiety attack level bad, maybe relax?




alicia/jogee were a great time and alicia told the best story about her old landlord that i cannot share unfortunately cos it’s still a sore spot, ie. traumatizing.





confiscated glasses of superjudge. mineskies now. the lenses are different colours.


they dial-a-bottled from the go train haha.

if pitt can battle the roads in his car from etobicoke what does that say about the rest of you selfish dicks?












i don’t want to make you jealous but i was up all nite barfing and reading bust magazine on the bathroom floor then barfing more and we didn’t even party or anything last nite, my body just can’t deal anymore i guess, and don’t worry i spent a good deal of time thinking about every possible what the fuck is wrong with me scenario so don’t go off on me, i have an ultrasound early january so i will get to the bottom of it, until then i get to scare myself to the extreme and i am not drinking tonite for fil’s party so that should be real fun and on top of it we get a snowstorm. ps. email me raymitheminx@gmail.com for info if you haven’t already.

i would have been sobbing, it was at that point, but i didn’t want to wake up the world, the workd being fil, who was already partially awake anyway, and then cid unleashed a world of spew on the livingroom floor hisself.

the nite before i had barely five hours sleep so being awake last nite/this morning at 4am it was getting to the anxiety attack/hallucinations/going crazy point, there is just way too much time for introspection when you’re cross-legged on the bathroom floor shivering in your underwear feeling your stomach for possible aliens inside of you.

and i was retching and there was nothing to retch out so this leads me to believe it’s booze/food-related, hopefully? or a virus? how many times do i say i am never eating such and such again and then i do it anyway.

my eyes were so bloodshot i was like oh well at least i look like satan.

i’m truly elbowing britt in the nose here cos she slammed me in the face with her dancing elbows.

drunk email…yes! hope you enjoy!

Dearest Raymi,

I decided that I should drunk email you because I am a chicken shit and couldn’t do it otherwise (i.e. SOBER).

I love you and your blog and am waiting to get my copy of your book in the mail.

I am currently a 25 year old in the process of loosing my mind. I need your advice on how to get back on track. You have made it thus far and are successful at entertaining the masses and I would like to know what’s the best way to get up and running again? I’m not looking for mass approval, simply some personal satisfaction.

I’ve read your archives all the way through and feel like I can identify with what you’ve experienced, aside from the HOT go-go dancing days!

I have all the key things in place, i.e. home, job(s), work, animals, boyfriend, etc but something is missing. Do you ever feel this way? I am in no need of anything and yet still can’t stop feeling terrible. All I seemingly want to do is party and meet people und get fucked up.

Regardless, you are a beautiful girl (even without your tan and with the greasy hair!) who has gotten her dominoes all in a line and I could use some of your pointers. I’ll take any advice you have to give. I mean the “diet” adivce works already (i’ve lost 4lbs on your thinking alone)!

I look forward to reading your blog as always and hope all is well with you lady and Phil and Cid.

Best wishes, B

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thanks henry, thought i don’t do pills.