Old School meets New School on Tuesday, August 7 as Classic Degrassi actors Stefan “Snake” Brogren and Stacie “Caitlin” Mistysyn DJ against Degrassi: The Next Generation’s Aubrey Graham, Miriam McDonald and Stacey Farber. With a suggested $10 donation at the door, all proceeds from the musical match- up will go directly towards Degrassi’s efforts with Free The Children, the world’s largest network of children helping children through education. Free The Children’s unique youth driven approach, involves more than one million youth in innovative programs in more than 45 countries. A group of Degrassi cast will embark on a journey with Free The Children to Kenya in mid-August to build a school and assist in a variety of other community projects. Be the change!
i also plan to not drink, howevs, if you happen to see me drinking it’s because someone bought me a drink and i could not refuse their generosity.
raymi’s guide to free drinks ensues.
hey no i’m drinking club soda, what? hey! ok fine i will accept your whiskey but only because you are SUCH a nice guy.
their backs face the road so dickheads like us can’t do the slow drive-by i guess.
that’s some harsh luck.
canada, sigh.
then to elora.
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Can you imagine about 130 cats in a one small Moscow flat? If you can’t, then watch the pictures and the video below. The flat’s owner says, that she loves homeless pets and simply wants to help them.
christina ricci (big eyes, lots of forehead oh wait that was tyra).
mennonite cemetary, i take full-cred of finding it.
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dear: that one loser in kitchener who stalks my blog and sends me little disses now and then in my comments,
yeah! fuck your land too!
what’s that zehrs? yes, it’s time for you to fuck off also. i bet you buy your crappy clothes from here. nice socks, on sale?!
ok, i like thai food but not kitchener thai food, FUCK YOU!
that is all.
for now.
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LOOK! make beef jerky in your oven! this is mungobah he is fil’s buddy from i dunno university? he goes on camping trips alone with his dog, so like, he must be really smart or something only smart people can survive camping alone, i think. or people with mental problems. my favourite is his dog smiling at the beef jerky i love dog smiles sorry warmed my heart much!
if anyone wants to have a dynasty handbag impressions hang-out sometime this week where we watch all the deephouse dish clips then talk like dynasty handbag for the rest of the afternoon, call me.
OOH WHEE T-SHANE DID YOU SEE WHAT I JUST DID I JUST PAWSED YOU! B’OK!
oh good news, we think i’ve been sleepwalking. the sickness prolly. the other morning when we got up the garbage can that is under the sink was in the middle of the kitchen floor, and this morning the hospital beach blanket was in bed with me and i distinctly recall throwing it on the floor beside my side of the bed last nite. can’t wait to see what i do next!
oh and i have crazy sweatface right now and my head feels a million degrees afv stories time, fil is playing zelda, time for him to stop.
awesome couple, she’s like 20 years younger, at least AND she’s flipping me off haha.
nice black beach socks, nice towel dress, go back to europe.
strange loner beach cruiser woman kept walking up and down the beach, had her little backpack and towel nearby.
oh man this is going to be funny, get ready to laugh guys.
i forgot to complain about how my entire life everyone has been saying my name wrong, it’s luh-ren but you have to say it fast like it’s no big deal and it’s a deep Luh sound so on top of waiting forever for my name to be called, they call me Loren – BARF, call me barf instead why don’t you! or Lorne michaels. and then the teacher makes this big grand showy effort to pronounce all the last names of my fellow portuguese and polish classmates, (polish last names are mental) and yet YOU CANNOT GO THE FUCKING DISTANCE TO GET MY NAME RIGHT!? the most whitest standard easiest 80’s name. if i was some ukranian chick you wouldn’t think twice about saying marta instead of martha, i have been discriminated against my entire life and yes i DEMAND reparations for it. like, now.
also, you can gauge if i like or give a shit about you based on whether or not i correct your mispronunciation. the nurse at my family doctor’s office calls me Loren, meh don’t care, she’s a cold bitch, not worth it, not like we are going to be pals.
hmm now that i’m thinking of it i feel like really sticking it to her but she would be like yeah so? then call me loren again.
i liked when supply teachers would fuck up my name then try and fight with me about the spelling of it like it should be spelled differently, yeah oh really? did you write a letter to the word “gnaw” as well? it was funny when my peers whom all of course loved/feared/were in awe of me, would correct the teacher/s on my behalf and get in wicked shit for it the hyper-spazz ones i’d be sitting at my desk looking down at my shit ignoring the teacher (passive aggression) and somone would snap IT’S LuuuhREN! then they would get a lecture on attitude and talking out of turn and i would give them the eyes like play on dude fight the battle you’re awesome!
sigh, elementary school, i’m gonna coast off your reputation ’til i’m 50.
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AND NOW IT’S TIME FOR A RAYMI DREAM!
another dream email featuring you
Hi there Lauren, or Raymi if you prefer, this is the commenter you know as Helmüt.
Since other people always seem to email you about dreams they had, I thought I might too. Basically, I went to your blog as usual and turns out you had written 3 posts about my aunt and uncle and cousins whom you had somehow met, and you had pictures and everything, and you were making fun of them (not maliciously, deservedly). I wanted to leave you a comment saying Guess what, that’s actually my family, it’s a small world, etc. and tell you more about my cousin who likes expensive things, like his $2000 Gucci wallet (true story).
That’s it. PS: Now that you’ve posted several of these Raymi-dreams on the blog itself, how many nutjobs email you with stuff like this every week??
K
i get one everyday or every other day, somedays i get three dreams at once! and your cousin sounds like a limp tool, i would totally make fun of him and his wallet love raymi.
i just watched black snake moan and it cured me of my horrible stomach pain nausea and now i just want to nosedive a bucket of kfc. the power of my illness has fil convinced his stomach is fucked too i swear to god if this is because of that mackerel i will flip, no way of knowing though, and i think cid would be heaving by now or dead.
yesterday i google image searched fish ‘n chips don’t do it cos now i can’t stop thinking about it.
oh i have been awake since 6am hunched over on the couch clutching my stomach and convincing myself i have meningitis and i am too fargone haven’t caught it in time and i will die in a hospital bed later with lesions all over my face like rene russo in outbreak, that’s how fucked i get about puking and feeling nauseous, it is like the apocalypse. we crashed around 1 or so, best long weekend ever!
i can’t believe i know rene russo’s name.
remember when sars happened? it coincided with my nervous breakdown so i of course thought i was a carrier monkey for the disease and oh man nevermind, EMBARRASSING!
i guess i probably picked something up from the clinic when i had my physical.
haha i just looked at this post-it note i scribbled on last nite in a wine sickness hallucination daze so i wouldn’t forget to blog about it today.
the first thing is to blog about the alphabet (i know, awesome) and then talk about how my last name is white and do you know how it feels to be close to last on the roll-call at school and i was going to make it really impassioned and you guys would probably weep for me fuck global warming i am oppressed! i got the idea fom mad tv and how the cast is listed alphabetically. gem i tell you, you’re welcome!
the next thing i wrote down was a new blog title:
bipolar hilarious!
i re-read some of my raymistore descriptions last nite and was like who wrote this whoever they are they are fucking hysterical oh it was me? goddamn! and so on then i read some of it out loud to fil too cos i just couldn’t get enough of the funny and it had to be shared.
christina ricci sings in black snake moan and she sounds like a six year old and it made me uncomfortable.
