Hi Raymi, How are you? I was searching for someone for hot encounters and I came across your website so I added you as a friend. Tell me more about you hun. I.m 44 single. get back to me
Raymi Lauren White
do you know who i am (checking to see how far i can take this)(ps hot encounters what?)
Fred
No I don’t but I would like too, Message me back
Raymi Lauren White
i am hot and 26 years old. you are 44 (dubious)(and NOT hot). what do you have going for you that could possibly be of any interest to me?
meanwhile he’s simultaneously trying to chat me.
Fred
Hello Raymi
Raymi
yes (what?)
Fred
How are you ?
How are you ?
I came across your website and you had a interesting story
Raymi
i did?
Fred
yes
Raymi
which was?
Fred
it was about, you not having no one in your life you were depressed, no boyfriend never going out
Fred
Something about you purchasing chocolates, almost eating the whole box but then you decide to leave some for your brother
Raymi
guy are you fucking with me
Fred
no
Raymi
where are you from
Fred
********* (way too close for comfort)
you?
Raymi
where did you find this story about me
Fred
It was a blog I came across on the net
freaky story
or what
Raymi
what blog
oh wait yeah i wrote that a long time ago
Fred
I would have to go back
and try to find it
did you?
Raymi
no its ok
did you get the message i sent you
Fred
yes just answering the phone
im back though
your cute hun
Raymi
no the one i sent to your inbox
Fred
yeah I got it and no I don’t know you>
but i like too
Raymi
no i said im hot and 26 and u are 44 what makes you think you have a chance (sorry being honest)(not sorry)
Fred
yes, you like older men
Raymi
older hot men
Fred
your are hot
Raymi
thanks i know
Fred
you don’t find me atractive
Raymi
you’re a little husky for my liking
no offense
Fred
Im 6’2″, 253lbs
Raymi
(and that’s supposed to impress me?)(ps the brackets are my afterthoughts to you guys not him) thats a lot
i laid in bed all day it felt really strange. like when i used to live with my dad in oakville, i’d sleep all day long til like 4 then get up and stay up til 2, just givin’er. definitely felt some guilt and a bit of anxiety away from computer. was thinking of getting a blackberry (my phone is archaic) but then wondered why? i don’t yearn to update the world about going for a tan or being wasted at a show. we don’t have cable here either so i am fully out of the television loop. again, don’t miss it. though there is a small hankering for watching shows i “couldn’t” before, real shitty ones like the (upcoming?) real housewives of dc.
anyway, the only social interaction i had today (most days) was dave coming by with gravol and pepto on his way back from getting some parts for work. resistors. i asked if they resisted much. he said they didn’t put up much of a fight.
last nite my dad and brother came over for some scrabble cards, scrabble and uno. we tied one on. right in the middle i came down with some bad nausea, dizziness, hot chills, very bizarre. dave’s mom made mention of a 4 day nausea bug going around. my brother just had it too so there you go. was woken up at 6am out of sleep. i started dreaming about wendy’s, a wendy’s frosty and then nausea pulled me out of it had to put on my hippie overalls and crouch on the couch for awhile. brutal.
it reminded me of all the other times in my past where nausea hits me like a ton of bricks and i’m up at 4am til the sun shines, it happened way too many times. that’s when i started to realize i had bad anxiety.
this post filed under COOL STORY!
stay tuned for what i actually maaaaade! (check blog title)
that’s what today was all about. i hope you catch it. no i don’t just kidding. no i’m not. ugh so weeeak what is wrong with me. nausea poor vision clumsy chills party.
please explain sweet tooths to me i don’t get how that shit can be enjoyable. mmm i have a hankering for pain right now i want my teeth covered entirely in sugar and gristle and chemical dye YUM. i think it’s a guy thing too.
see that bag of sour keys? i ate the entire thing.
saliva finally beat out the sour we’re on easy street now.
this is what she looks like in the morning. so much higher up in real life i will probably never stop mentioning that.
book proposal writing time ughhhhhhh. i mean yay! YAY!
the notion of the book proposal is funny to me. all that time and effort put into writing a document that is supposed to sell the idea of the book to prospective publishers like, why not just write the fucking book instead and be like here you go publish it. why waste time being all formal about it? if i was a formal writer i’d have a book in stores already hello. or like, i’d be somebody. no that is not a complaint. your face is.
RIP john lennon 29 years ago today. sigh.
how much does this sell you on londontown (the real one) sigh can’t wait to go back again someday.
I really think you would have the best time with Chloe & I. If you like laughing, cycling, eating good food, being a dick and going out dancing along with shopping for unusual things in unusual places, we’re your men.
And obviously, London is a pretty wonderful city if you know it well. Swimming in Hackney fields lido, wine at the Royal Festival Hall or Gordons, dancing at the Book Club in Shoreditch, boutiques on Brick Lane, comedy at Ginglik in Shepherds Bush, Borough food Market and roast Sunday Lunch on Sundays, beer in the cinema at the Curzon Soho or Mayfair, thrift and record shopping on Portobello road where you can get the best pots of tea in nearby Notting Hill. Friends bands’ in Dalston dive pubs…book market on the Southbank with crepes. Jack the Ripper tour in Spitalfields, with Christopher Wren churches too. Plus Chloe makes chilli vodka and fucking wicked jams and preserves.
kirsty you are the best. remember when you accidentally posted a text i sent you on your blog WITH my phone number in it and i got up in the middle of the nite to email freak you out about it. awesome.
