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are you writing the book or is the book writing you

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Hi what’s up. Hi, hi, yeah yeah. So I took a lot of photos the day before we left leading up to the day we arrived then we got busy living life here and these ones got left behind, but now I’m going to take a special T-O and get’er done with it.

Here’s an irrelevant cotton candy sky though first. That night was good I imagine, think recollect. Didn’t summer whip by for you too?

A gift we left behind, too much weight. My exercise ball too thanks dutch mum! Can’t wait to bounce on that thing and sit for immeasurable hours on end while I tone. Keep that posture postured, work out the kinks in my affinity for hunch.

Discovered that peach polish the night before should have bought it. I’ll find it again.

Baha with the scarf I look like that mexican mouse cartoon loser in a scene where he flies a plane and then all the foibles and hi-jinxes occur, right?

He makes me take landmarks of everything pictures and in his accent says, “take thees baby it is of very recognizable thing.” ha aw.

I’m like ten pounds lighter since this holy shit traveling nana potato.

Smoke hot box.

We had about an hour+ to kill.

I want to stay in a Yotel.

Dutch people have problems with the letter Y, they pronounce it Jotel. Jogurt. Ha. So it’s funny that this is called Yotel at the Amsterdam airport where NO ONE will say it right.

Uhh?

Kay easy easy now. Oh look more amsterdam actually visiting the city pictures shit is just scattered and sprinkled everywhere, sighrry.

Alright alright nice.

No wait, done.

Chocolate to what?

Don’t tell me what to do.

These I smoked when I was in England.

Worst cookie ever. It’s like black forest cake, you can’t just put two things together and call it a day. It’s so bland, artificial.

Ugh.

WTF IS THIS NOW!!!?? Moreos! BARF.

Much better. It’s like people who like licorice. You guys are fucked.

Tulip nation. During the war, people ate tulip bulbs when they were starving and had no money for food. Count your blessings.

I <3 NY plus I <3 Aruba etc was copied from the I am Amsterdam slogan. #Fact.

This kid wanted us to do an airport/travel satisfaction of some sort survey I said sure but you gotta haul ass with us around the corner to another smoking room while we hook you up with answers.

He was like Charlie Bucket in the modern future.

See the woman pouring milk, woah relax.

This room was less disgusting on account of the window light but it was still hot and smokey stuffy.

Spicy Maxima and the king. Is she Queen now then? Cos his mother was Queen and it’s not like she passed Maxima her crown, so I dunno. I got this tin of cookies for my Nana.

How could someone leave these behind?

Intense.

Hello anybody in there.

It’s our plane. An Air France KLM one, I see (make up your mind?).

Our tv’s did not work for the entire flight of 7 hours – boarding early time sitting in there from start to fin and those are pretty expensive plane tickets so it was pretty shitty, just saying.

Leg room consolation prize. The guy beside us cashed out immediately for the entire flight. We sat on that chair across from our seats here on that fold-out flight attendant seat whom of which was an adorable little sprite. One flight attendant was super rude to my bf every time he got up to walk around and stretch his legs, it was strange like an I hate you cos you’re straight kind of bossy way. Bf was like I have to avoid him because I will lose my temper next time. It was so passive aggressive and we did not appreciate it at all and he wouldn’t have been roving around had our bloody tv screens worked KLM. All I wanted to do was zone out and snooze to Cinderella and other guilt plej movies/shows.

We kept busy, drinking and sharing his laptop and watching life of pi til the battery died/meal time. We interacted which turned to bickering off and on, thanks KLM. We totally needed naps. Had a late night and spent the day in a frenzy getting all last minute shit done and shutting down the house, packing, train travel it was a definite mish.

We had great weather our first morning, all day in Canada. It was a happy fun time. Okay I got things to do now thanks for that!

Me this morning hello goodbye.

whimsy viddy time

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Euro music driving at night from raymi lauren on Vimeo.

I wussed out on the rabbit accident on the way back from Germany video cos because, but this one above is muchos arty and nice. Sentimental to me so that might increase its alleged awesome a tad but what is life and things without meaning, nothing I tell you. It is nothing. ps some nice person on vimeo sent me a message:

I found your videos via Aethelred Eldridge and I must say I think
you are a genius. Look forward to watching them all! -Matt

You know it’s legit cos it was from vimeo.

Obvi this is one of my favourite video games to play cos it’s so fucking emo. Don’t even get me started on the one where you’re a flower either.

Didn’t get much of a chance to delve deeper into this one we have way too much ADD plus these were just demo downloads, works for me.

Just beauty. I’ll get back to you on the name of it tomorrow.

So pretty.

And the one where you are a flower. You start as a seed then you float around pollinating shit on the breeze it’s so cute you’re gonna blubber like a psycho when/if you play it.

German mannequins.

Yeah Fritz, yaaaaaah.

It was European grey like 80% of my time there.

Who cares it’s Germany. We might have to move there.

I had a drink called Jungle Juice and got jungle drunk blastered. I became a lightweight abroad cos I stopped drinking (a lot) so no kidding or wonder a drink entitled JUNGLE JUICE was a night game changer. We had a very adorable fun time in this German resto lounge, bathed in purple.

I seriously just wish more things were going on with this drink.

A very little person was in a very little rush. I dropped a Canadian dime at some point in time and left it there permanently as it was not needed.

One of our favourite trees in a huge field, the owner/farmer of which built a little outhouse/podium/hang spot of sorts. Awesome.

You can check up on that very tree from this long skinny dirt road/path, which is private but we did it anyway to get better pictures. When it is sunny this field is just a lot nicer.

Me today.

3 (or 4 depending how you look at it) more days and he’s back. With sister! :)

Lotsa MYBFISANGRY UPDATES btw great therapeutic time killer.

relax relapse

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Just sigh. Commentary actually entertaining. We fed these ducks for about 3 months, watched them grow. They run to us when we arrive, an anti-social laborious daily project of love. We built up to getting to this stage in the duck-friending/feeding process and close with them which created a sort of pecking boundary issue coupled with my overall fear of being pecked. By any sort of thing with a beak.

Anniversary dinner at the Dutch Apotheek, The night I cut myself. bf and his mates used to terrorize waiters with their translated insults lol.

This night :) ha.

It’s Sunday blog movie night special, yeah? Uploading some classics from abroad, check back at will.

Here we are driving into the city for a spontaneous food drink bite nibble and sis dropped in on us. It is always most usually raining for short spurts then stops.

video treat and pics

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Thrift Shop Aruba from raymi lauren on Vimeo.

Not to jinx but I think she works now?? Hello?

One more week to go.

Orig pidge.

Insta. Okay back to loony town now. ;) I finished watching Orange is the new Black. Perfect show for the mo but now it’s over. Le sigh.

I’ve been scattering bits and pieces on my tumblr/s so check those. Cathartic mammories there. I’ll write about my feelings tomorrow.

We canoed back in time to the eighties where I got my hairdo.

Being bossed around caught in action. Oh have another cigarette I got this. I was kneeling like a professional, it hurts having sand grains slice into your skin and on your feet if your foot is fucked like mine.

Don’t forget to say hi to MY BOYFRIEND IS ANGRY. If you had a cool blog I’d read it. There you go t-shirt sloganator.

Bet you miss the heatwave now.

Septembre V Spot

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V-SPOT :)

V-Spot 3: Psycho voicemail from a guy (warning screamy swear words).

So this chick pulls the brakes on meeting a bro from the internet who wanted her to commit to 30 days of exclusive dating (unheard of) and rightly so cos he completely loses it on her over voicemail (who voicemails anymore anyway, red flag) plus it turns out he had a previous arrest and harassment charge, well la-dee-dah. Note to selves: when we have a weird feeling there’s always a good reason for it so listen to our guts, amen GODDAMMIT AMANADA!

For more of my Viral video selects of the past week go HEEEEEEEEEEEERE. I also really adored V-Spot 9: Wedding trend forecast: Slow-mo Photobooth compilation vids

Quang + Ellie: Slow Motion Booth from Super Frog Saves Tokyo on Vimeo.

Hell yeah sign us up! Love watching the personalities of various wedding guests shine through, who looks drunk and who can bring the funk from the wallflowers to the peacocks a keepsake like this reveals it all and it’s awesome when the relatives get in on it too. Very enjoyable to watch and I dunno who the f—k these people even are nor care!

More V-Spot vuh vuh vuh v spot. Already cooking up the next one the vids just keep on coming you should see my folder collections oy vey spot. Happy Monday Love Raymbo Bunnylicious.

specified coolness

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Ready Shreddies? Wednesday night hit up Fashion on Yonge with Darren cos his gf was in the fashion show + face of the campaign omgz hell yeah we’re down for that. Plus red carpet contest so I put together a ridinkulous outfit to try and get noticed. I made the right choice cos the second we got there I was swarmed by cameras. I should make Craymi effort more often. ps. that’s how red my hair is for real no filters or anything, it seems to appear differently in each photo that’s taken of it. After I posted the one of me on the couch the other day and then another where it was less red y’all were like WTF. It’s nice that people super care though?

That’s Niki. She’s blowin’ up right now.

She’s my girlfriend I swear. Ha yeah right.

There she is on the right working it.

And here we are, also working it. Fashion show support can be hard work too if you have attention deficit disorder. Luckily it was a standing-up thing. With food and the occasional hobo passing through.

This camera makes photostalking pictures look like high-art. Her bag killed.

There’s our girl.

I like the random in-between pose shots best.

Best eyelashes ever.

Between shows mom and dad had a little R&R. Luckily our buddy was working at this pub too, score and then all the models and show people went there for the after party. It was supposed to be at the Hard Rock which honestly sold me most of all to go to this thing but that ended up being a boring buzzkill bust and the models didn’t want to leave the cozy pub sanctuary (who would?) so it was just us three losers trying to get through our pints asaplease to get back over to the pub. Called it, we should have just gone there first. From now on my bf gets NO SAY in my city. He doesn’t know city “things” “ways” or people over that of my own extensive T.O. 411. Stamped it.

My bangs at mo are still in a flock of seagulls format. I told her to do whatever she wanted and she said she loved when people say that. I saw a woman getting a sick blow-out and I was like that’s it I’m tired of my flat hair. AT first I was turned down, they were doing models only. Then she came over to me and was like do you work here (I tend to carry an air of importance with me I guess) I Said no but I’m a blogger and blabbity blah. Then when I was in the chair another guy was like ok we need to get you up on stage NOW cos he thought I was a model. I guess I should have been a model, even Darren’s gf was like you should and still can. Just let me lose 20lbs first.

I’m not even really wearing any makeup either. I wear so much less than I used to. You only figure that out when you get older I suppose. The stylist asked if the height worked for me, at first this Janelle Monae thing was ten times higher and I burst into nervous laughter. BF and Darren watching from across the way were like oh f–k Raymi ahahhaa. It worked with my outfit huge time though, this chick had a sound vision and there is only so much you can do with my hair I think in a small amount of time so I wasn’t worried. But then for the rest of the night I was stared at like cray and was like WTF? Oh right I look like a peacock I forgot.

I love Mercato and their bathrooms.

When you do a shot by yourself it doesn’t matter how thick or thin you are and if you have a unique look even better yet. Something to consider.

Cool pose Darren.

Lawldorable.

CUTE.

Yesterday we um, went for a walk to get hangover food.

Had our hearts broken at the pet store.

That same pic from before but cropped up.

Work in progress.

Omg I hope I win.

Thanks for the fun Fashion on Yonge. Oh and ps. I’m up for some Canadian Weblog Awards again. LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT + LIFE. I hope I win. It will be my 14th year of blogging in November. That’s insane. DO you know anyone who has blogged as long as me? Me either.

Have a great weekend!