mall-type dinner

in toronto you are either a papa ceo’s or a cora’s pizza fan, i’m a ceo’s cos of the dining atmosphere, the tv and the kooky-themed slices though the older i get the more depressing it is cos they blast cowboy movies and have the lights off in the back and you realise that their pizzas are named after dudes they wish they were but will never be and their life is pizza, fantasy, oldness, movies wait that sounds pretty awesome nevermind. i bet those chairs came from south common mall. also, papa ceo’s pizza is way better, the quality and flavour.

i want to open a pizza parlour and name my slices after my little ponies.

fil had the marlon brando.

i had robert de niro.

ten bucks even for two slices and a beer. romantic.

we took the crusts and whipped them at each other the rest of the way home.

prosciutto spinach sausage.

this isn’t depressing.

19.99 every head sucks maybe i was too loaded but it didn’t do the trick.

best lube.

i did not know that little dude was checking me out.

yesterday was eat garbage/eat like garbage day.

tornado potato w/ jerk sauce that wasn’t AT ALL jerk sauce.

spinach artichoke w/ naan they bought from a supermarket.

mental pepper, it’s fire or weak there is no in-between when it comes to casey’s caesars ps. that place sucks. front street is so times square.

here is the part where i am telling pitt to mooch off my fame all that he can and we aren’t friends anymore if i ever hear that he doesn’t.

ok working backwards here people.

this is me getting denied by radmad to meet up. later on she calls and tries to get me and fil to go out but we were watching the fifth element (fil’s first time) and i was trying out the shittiest vibrator ever that i shouldn’t have purchased, i should have gone for the one that actually looks like a penis.

everyone bites our free beer idea it’s not fun anymore.

oh look, pitt is talking.

so’s that guy.

he’s bringing sweaty back.

free inaccurate stepcounter that made me and fil get in competition fights all the way home thanks rogers centre.

i put my hand over pitt’s mouth when he was about to heckle his signature “_____” your mommy’s calling! so he was cut off halfway through saying mommy, our entire section collectively gasped, it was magic.

quietest dudes ever. i kept waiting for the dad to turn around and say something to pitt, but he didn’t. i think they were seattle fans. also, looking at the back of people’s heads makes me wonder what the back of my head looks like so i spend the majority of the game thinking about that and hoping that it is a dream for everyone behind me to take in.

12 o’clock ghetto bar beers waiting for pitt crabbiness.

click to enlarge.

raymi, your graffiti is “up” on the internet. add that to your resume. funnily enough, it’s posted by emilio’s ex-girlfriend beth.

anyway, how did you enjoy the pink smokes?

i’m going to thailand in a week and i’m scared.

i have a travel blog now stalketienne.blogspot.com cheesy, i know. it’s for my family/friends so it won’t be too x-rated, but feel free
to check it out.

xo,
etienne

lord fauntleroy

tony bulloni

by the time i got to taking a picture of my caesar, this totally rich loudmouth beside me who was staring asked if i was some amy chick, a food critic, and he said that she is like the kiss of death to every restuarant she visits, all of them fail after she eats there and he started feeling sorry for toni bulloni once he saw me taking pictures. no no i’m not her. that guy ruled cos he had a thousand rings on, totally flashy and his lady was old and didn’t say a word once and he was on his phone most of the time. the salad wasn’t as anchovy as i had hoped for, fil said it was alright. i won’t order it again.

fil had the rustica pizza, v. good. prosciutto, mushrooms and gorgonzola, couldn’t taste any of the gorgonzola though, just as well, that shit sucks.

sitting at the bar is great for listening in on everyone’s conversations, one of my favourite things to do. these two busted chicks were hitting on this one guy and bought him a glass of wine, he drank 1/4 of it and made up some excuse to leave. funny.

can you tell what this is?

not as good as bar mercurio‘s carpaccio but still pretty decent, didn’t really understand the loads of capers but it worked. the parmesan could have been sharper.

love it it’s like not even eating. if anyone has making this tips they want to share that require as little effort as possible, let me know.

expensive/cheap, if you don’t order an entire bottle of wine like a pretentious asshole, places like these are feasible to dine in. big portions for fat-asses too!

here is another review of the place.

good news people!

i figured out what i want to do with my life, i want to look what i looked like when i was 21-22.

oh and then dad comes home.

+++

OMFG full house uncensored!!1

as IF you can tie this mother down! i was so moved by sharpie’s mom’s wrap-around ring i gave sharpie one of my shitty rings just cos. her parents were so moved by the lesbo moment, they left.

we can hug it out, betty.

nose effect, ON.

my hair was pretty on last nite too, before you ask, infusium is the answer.

friendship screening.

STALKRAYMI.COM IS NEW AND FRESHLY DESIGNED oops caps everything has been deleted sorry people but too many spammers got through and it killed my spirit to even think about it let alone ever visit it, so you have to re-sign up. also there’s a built-in mobile version for reading/posting from mobile phones.

also i’m curious to know something about your guys’s sexes.

thanks.