someone had to wear specs cos they got jerk sauce permanently attached to their new contact lenses. all taken care of now he picked up his reserve pair while i was on my way home from the gym.
i love this spot. no one can take their eyes off it so i was on display the entire time. i could tell the french owner got a little crush on me so i had fun with that. they were drinking tallboys in there and i glitzed by on my way back from the ladies and said oh la la edith piaf. heart melting. i am looking forward to dining indoors come fall. so cozy and true french. i think nana and papa and my mom would love it. i know they would.
overate yesterday as in, too much meat. i am on skinny dieting again. it is never ending. kash taught me some great moves for your pelvis when you are on your period. i’ll teach you.
gahaha wiener. told you it was the summer of raymi. i am stoked. we got flights for thunder bay for tuesday and getting a hotel room for the night before driving to steph and rye’s cabin house couple hours outside of tbay. want to treat them to city styles where you do 4 phases of extreme things in a day. we have to time the flights so it works out for everyone cos it’s a long drive and they’re going camping the day we leave. so i said have your shit packed ready to go and dump us back in t-bay that day. it will be timed so that no one can get on each other’s nerves in the short duration of time and i have an itinerary that we will stick to. this will be my THIRD summer in a row there so this year if someone wants to have a nice drunkening dog on toronto, now that i am a turbonator, i will fight them. physically. and i told ryan that we are definitely climbing that mountain again i don’t care how hung i get him. you climb this thing hand over foot at some points. there are ropes too. halfway up, a delicious brook to drink out of. ryan’s already forgotten that i’ve been there two consecutive summers. well gosh dungit alert the legion and your bros, we’ll be having a car hole hang and total piss-up. teacher is going to be shown how it is done.
my dad took his shoes off and we fought about it. i said that is NOT patio protocol and that i made fun of someone on my blog for doing that on the go train once. it’s fine if you’re sitting down dad (not that fine) but getting up to walk around like it’s your living room, not fine. i guess in burlington maybe, whatever. anyway the wings were good, not hot enough and our waitress was totally phoney and hot and had all these one liners and never broke facade once. she was flirting with teacher and my dad. fun to watch. we had a very enjoyable time with my pops. good way to end the weekend.
while he was out getting himself a new bathing suit, shorts and a shirt. generous and good style. he bought me a small. daring. fits perfectly, but not til the tide goes out again catch my drift. of course cathy comic blog.
these shorts made me think of the romper, which is why i mention it. they’re not from AA but i want to get high waisted ones from there. these are shorts, and voila. the chain is linked. i am pushing the shorts in here not my gut. no shorts fight me anymore.
the night we got wasted after the fleet foxes horror story. i’ll blog the rest of those later and maybe the video i took. steph says i should write massey hall and complain. oh and the hotel we’re getting for our night in thunder bay has a massive pool with multi-waterslides. gonna get a poolside room. full throttle it i am on nitro from miami still. tomorrow when the girls come in to town for coug crawl (get at me ladies if you wanna join) we’re getting a hotel room. i know right? i don’t know ONE sane person right now and i love it.
ok beach time now yay you know where to find me. teacher hasn’t been on the island since he was ten! he has no idea. we’ll cap it off at the rectory and then big brother. have a great wednesday friendsday!
oh wait check these photos from a month or so ago that heidi took. she’s awesome. you’re awesome heidi. hi nathan!
admittedly, this video is weird. the song is all build. also when dancing, never forget control of the face. keep it consistent but don’t let them see you think. the heat does amazing and crazy things to a person. imagine this with the cloak on. i didn’t want to spoil it, or overuse it. it’s my intention to go eyes wide shut with this, and a dash of power of greyskull too. comin’ for ya heman. shera, you’re next.
when i watched my shakira video i was like wow, not bad for a fat day. i am a total beast right now. it’s in my head it’s in my head. also i look like the feathered hair girl from mangos i made fun of. outfit too. in the video not here. you’ll see.
looking into creating another showcase today. getting more people involved. there is something here. i wrote a mission statement email to two oldschool friends of mine all about it.
when the show finished we dressed everyone up. we barely had to twist arms, willing participants. more photos on the hate and heartbreak page. great shots too. can’t wait to see what my aunt has done with her footage and to be able to watch my florence solo without my head tilted to the side.
i can’t remember what the rest of his shirt said. UPDATE: (from the mouth of mike) when i die just keep playing the records -hendrix. seems pretty apt though. dude’s a straight baller though. good times. update redux: aaand now i just realied the first picture spells it all out. i am a few cards short a deck today.
i think i kept trying to leave? we had chinese food after this. jenny’s sister and i pigged out. we got to skip ahead of the wait line and everyone LOVED THAT!
check giant earrings over there, hi my entire outfit is on my head, what’s up? no i liked them but it was so dark in there it was mysterious. i complimented her as i moved in on her dance turf. meanwhile who am i now suzanne summers pebbles? cool.
ahhah cutest circus misfits. poor handler man. poor his fucking ass right? dudes wanted to claw his eyes out. no kidding. or am i? i dunno i am losing a lot of blood right meow, the tide is in.
except i don’t really know how to tell time anymore nor really ever require needing to know it. who said it was 16 o’clock the other day? rhonda? yeah it was. that shut us down for like 5 minutes trying to figure out hahaha.
i like it in the backseat. we switched on the way back from the pub. teacher also liked the backseat better. the front is “cooler” but in the back you can just totally be retarded and you feel like you’re being dragged around super fast, especially if you’re a bit buzzed. wheeeeeeeee!
we had jack and cokes and tv. good way to ease out of the weekend. i am looking forward to watching two episodes of big brother when teacher gets back from an errand.
haven’t been spending enough time up there. the hibiscus have pretty much hi-bit the dust. when we go to t-bay i bet they’ll burst into flames. i’m going to water them now and then attempt to unpack. don’t start!
we arrived. gorge little backyard. i found a jar of del monte grapefruit slices at foodland. perfect for greyhounds. must get more, i love new products especially ones that coincide with my vices.
doused myself in bug spray, took a few years off my life, thanks deet. here for a good time not a long time right sirs? watching weird critters land and die on you gets exciting, albeit gross.
just absolutely soaked in sweat. you quickly get to a point of not caring if you’re smart enough to bring a bathing suit with you everywhere you go. everyone else was suffering stupidly.
what’s the best pool to pool hop by in the city the one with that big butterfly mural, where is it? no i will not figure this out on my own i have to catch up on big brother after this.
until the ipod dock was unearthed the music situation was touch and go, archaic. random static bursts and pops, then a shitty song from the one station we could pick up, more static. i kind of liked the tinny old timey sound of the radio, people sound so much more polite ahhaa.
the heat is killing me right now i am fighting the temptation for beer so strongly. i have very bad cramps too. the combo is making me weak. glad these came through post work out. which i killed today cos i was so pissed off. pissed off work outs are great.
pretty purple flowers. omg i am eating hot hashbrowns teacher made me and now i am tripping balls, so much habanero and trinidad cuckoosauce. see what putting out gets you? i must remember this haha. he goes yeah, you should.
after like 3 seconds sleep we were up again for some good old fashioned passive aggressive breakfast. don’t enforce eating on partiers, not everyone eats breakfast so stop using breakfast and cleaning up as a weapon. i helped a lot the day prior so my work was done, you’re the ones with hangovers and those are all YOUR empties anyway, i tidied after myself so i am givin’er right up to leaving. i always get targeted at people’s cottages by women. it’s tiresome, predictable and exhaustive. like i’m sorry i’m sitting around in a bikini but i’m the one who slept on the fucking floor listening to EVERYTHING going on in the house all night long.
wasaga was wicked. if we didn’t have the dog we’d have sat on a patio. we did a cruise by car, then a nice walk with a jack and diet coke roady. teacher bought me a cute watch and shades (to apologize for his horrible friends).
my dad asked me how i get all my music hook-ups or why. i said it’s cos i keep the rock dream alive, i live the rock dream. much like the owner of this gold camaro. or the monster truck beside it. your nerdy music 101 and start-up indie blog is great and all, but does it look like this 24/7? they know raymi loves TO rock and have a good time. addicted to good times not itemizing set lists and mic volume snafus. recognize.
addicted to sweating disgustingly out of everywhere. maybe i happened on to the best weight loss diet regime. bikinis, hot climate, hot food. the occasional big mac.
greedy looks like this. get over my tits. nudity in general. i am not planning to make excuses for the next decade about that and have decided to take more of a pragmatic approach to the conservative oppression still afoot in mine fair city.
i looked in the mirror when we were in the car and noticed that i am freckle face city now. wtf! teacher said it’s cute. i’m not lindsay lohan so no, it isn’t.
day two i changed suits. my red/white one has been worn too much but also, i wanted protection and monster bikini lets people know to think twice before fucking with me. at wasaga on the strip it was quite the hit.
jenny beth said the bigger the bottoms the less hot you look. not much i can do here. she said the smaller, the smaller. hmm i guess i have to buy another bikini then haha. a guy not only singled us out to have his parking spot when he left, he gave me the parking day pass good for 24 hours. i bet that midlifer fantasized all the way down airport road on his way home picturing a blonde loaded with dimples and teeth frolicking in the surf without a care in the world, living the beach blanket bimbo dream. fuck i’d give away 40 parking spots for wank bank material like that any day.
weren’t ready to hit the city yet so dropped in on my dad with a six pack (angels) and we went for a convertible cruise to the beaver and bulldog to sit by the water and have wings. we watched a hard day’s night and my hair punched its time clock. we slept over and teacher drove me to TMR this morning.
