me: try and copy this
oh njevermind
i got it
phew

merkley???: quit writing like bjork

me: HAHAA
njevermind

merkley???: hja hja hja

me: AHHAHAHHA
HAHHHHHHHH
HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAH
AHHAHAHAHHA
dude u just gave me my next blog post

merkley???: what else is new
njew

me: what do we want to eat for dinner

Phil: i am full of rice cakes and peanut butter
i could bring some more of that home
oh
wait
oh nevermind
you are hungry now i guess
i want to eat at RED room and have their singapore vermicelli mmmmmmmm sooooo good and it is right there next to the el mo

me: is that where hot one is tonite?

Phil: yes ma’am

me: what time is the show

Phil: i dunno but i think emm said last night something about hot one actually going on at 10:30
we could eat at red, then walk around kensington and grab a drink somewhere else before show

me: i cant wait that long to eat
ok

Phil: i know but i just ate so maybe you should find something light to eat
to tide you over

me: pistachios

Phil: will that be substantial enough?
more hoodia?

me: another hoodia
aw its sweet that you are so supportive of my eating disorder
swoon

Phil: im here for you baby


puking choir girl

i bought espresso beans from second cup and had them ground and this espresso is positively delicious i am never going back to that other garbage it is like i went to second cup but i didn’t maybe i will write them a poem and mail it anonymously, how creepy would that be think about it you could mail an anonymous poem to every single place you have ever eaten or ever grocery-shopped.

maybe that will be my new blog, poetry i write and mail anonymously to shopper’s drugmart and dominion and h&m and queen video i rule.

but it’s more of a yeah right will never happen i can barely mail a postcard to my friend. i wrote one to jamie and stamped it but didn’t write his address on it just his name.

oh right these two paris hilton’s were at the guns n roses show in the bathroom and ask me to take their picture and immediately went into slut airhead pose and then later on after sebastian bach was done in the bathroom again one says YOU MEAN THAT WASN’T GUNS AND ROSES!? and then she gets on her fone and says YEAH WE JUST THOUGHT WE SAW GUNS AND ROSES BUT WE DIDN’T THEY HAVEN’T EVEN GONE ON YET.

WELCOME TO RAYMI 2006 BLOG CAMPAIGN

IF I LOSE, YOU LOSE

me: vote for me from work please
everyday

Phil: fine – url?

me: OMG
get it from my blog

Phil: if you want me to vote so bad why dont you make it easy for me

me: who are u my blog readers

Phil: yes but i get to play with your tits in real life

me: teehee
http://cba.myblahg.com
cntrl f
“raymi”

Phil: ok

me: to find me im in three categories
i plan to win all of them

Phil: ok

me: im going to make a funny blog campaign
and promise changes
and then when i win change nothing
BUT a huge part of my platform will be what people will LOSE if i lose
the slogan will be IF I LOSE, YOU LOSE!

Phil: nice

me: there i just wrote my campaign
ok espresso and then i have to refine it

oh yeah voting started yesterday VOTE FOR ME HERE i’m in three categories, best blog, best humour blog, best personal blog. you can vote everyday up to november 21. just hit cntrl f ‘raymi’ and find next to sift through names to speedily find me and vote oh and of course spread the word.

oh yeah i’m quitting my blog if i don’t win anything.

bye

sebastian bach told everyone to take out their cellphones and record a video and put it on youtube HAHA and he kept saying what the FUCK is UP TORONTO!?! like a thousand times.

i have a crush on bubbles now, he sang liquor and whores

after awhile you get a little bit tired

somehow fil remembered a lot of things from last nite.