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i wish i had some markers and big sheets of drawing paper so i could draw hamburgers and me floating in space with hamburgers around me.
ps zero people win a postcard because your rage stories were long-winded. i wanted like a tiny paragraph, consisting of no more than three lines in length describing a situation where you are so mad you have a brain aneurysm.
for example i told a squeegee dude to FUCK OFF yesterday afternoon at front street on our way out of the city and he said WELL FUCK YOU and walked away. he just started washing the windshield and i got nervous he might fuck up fil’s ride and i was kinda hoping he would cos at the moment i was full-on seeing red and i got the rageahol butterflies in stomache feeling but i think he knew i was a crazzy biatch so he just went away.
LUCKY FOR HIM REEEAAAWRgh! i was looking forward to punching his facial piercings off though.
dear downstairs foyer:
why do you insist on smelling like old lady perfume aka funeral parlor full of old ladies? i guess it can’t all be bad cos it rubs off on my clothes and it’s like HEY FREE PERFUME! but sometimes i would prefer NOT to smell like dishsoap poison with a hint of rotting mayflowers.
yours, raymi apt. ***
i like how bands on my space think that i am a band too. they are all like:
“hey, i was looking at bands and saw your profile.
you seemed like a really cool cat.
it would be really amazing if you added my friends band.
it’s really good.”
why don’t you just come out and say it? i see you have a lot of people on your list and i don’t know what the fuck you are about but add my friend’s band like it will really make a difference.
fuck off.
ps add me.
dear kanye west:
you are not a saint, angel, messenger of god, god, or jesus.
love raymi
oh just fuck off.
there’s so much annoying and contradictory shit about feminism it may as well be christianity.
so SO glad i did not drunk dial my blog last nite/morning/this morning what?
if you need me i will be eating all of the chinese food in toronto.
my head looks like a bobble head.
