inspectin’ tour. how did you describe the bathroom again alicia? hotel bathroom? with all kinds of things to check out and play with?
yep yep lookin’ good all clear here.
hair vortex. she was like how did you even get this couch it belongs in a bar.
snoops.
heheh.
christmas town.
chili dip town. see our disney princess advent calendar haha. after we wolfed the dip alicia was all have anything sweet? i said we can eat the calendar. didn’t happen. thinking about it right now.
i swear i stopped drinking.
ran out of ikea tea lites had to dip into the xmas stash.
they make my heart swoon. well, made.
just ate this again right now. diet of champs! so much for post period skinn-ay.
check out my moms.
that ring is broken. no tracks were spun.
best broil yet.
too much cheese if you can believe it. it was basically lasagna thick.
shit yeah.
not enough candles. they’re not even all there either haha.
scrabble cards rules. cards scrabble? oh whatever. you can get crazy high points.
a math lesson.
eventually attention spans got ‘tarded so we buddied up on teams.
my brother said i look like brendan fraser in encino man. i agree.
the last time my face broke out all hot and my ears got super red was doing jagerbombs a few years back. you can’t really tell through all my makeup though i assure you that shit was hot and beat red.
totally burnin’ up had to press a cold brew all over my face for a bit.
going for more of a dewy look these days. paha. hypertension is sexy.
double and triple word booyah! have fun doing blasted math.
Ryan (omg it snowed there!): hahah yeah i can’t tell if i’m funny or crazy today
but aw thx for the cyber shoutout
me: yeah if u think its crazy and I think its funny that means its funny
and vise versa
Ryan: haha fine line sometimes it’s a swing and a miss. today it’s like who and what’s next though
me: but do tell me when my shit is funny it is of the utmost importance
!ALSO! calling all vain/old/tired lookin’ broads (who blog) trumpet horns blaring: i have a sweet offer for one lucky lady. you have the choice of a free facial, botox treatment, cellulite something or other, hair removal etc basically anything PURE med spa offers (within reason). i’m going for a facial and teeth whitening. maybe botox down the line, who knows. all you have to do is email me a reason why i should choose you. PAYCE!
this goes way back to my mom’s purple velvet with the broken lock jewelry box. don’t think she knows it was in the xmas bins.
here’s some more movie quotes. these are from funny people. i will capitalize them to emphasize their over-all hilarity.
YOU’RE NOT FUNNY. YOU LOOK FUNNY. BUT YOU’RE NOT FUNNY MAN THAT SHIT IS SAD.
MY NIGG** HOW THE FUCK YOU IN SHOW BUSINESS WHEN YOU GOT NO BUSINESS TO SHOW?
THERE’S NOTHING FUNNY ABOUT A PHYSICALLY FIT MAN. NO ONE WANTS TO SEE LANCE ARMSTRONG DO COMEDY.
speaking of funny, last nite i was on a roll. do you think i can remember one goddamn thing i said? capital newp. ok back to funny people, i really liked the thanksgiving dinner scene when adam sandler gave that speech to all the younger”s” and said that it would be the one thanksgiving they would always think back on, cherish, dinner with their friends. i wanted to transcribe it actually. i think funny people is sandler’s best work yet and i admit i was pretty damn dubious about his relation to the current judd apatow/seth rogan comedy duo, somewhat bandwagon jumping – do you remember that notorious little-known quote by liam gallagher, ever-jealous competitive rival of one damon albarn, blur’s front man and raymi’s old personal swoon-fave back in grade 7…i digress, fuck this is a point within an already loosely related-point ugh anyway liam said regarding damon’s newer project Gorillaz, “park the bandwagon out front of my house and i’ll jump right in.” something like that. jealous dick. ok so i thought sandler was keenly aligning himself with apatow, and rogan will yes man any shit these days so i was apprehensive, therefore, pleasantly surprised with the film once i took in how not shit it is. AND it’s dark, who knew? the thanksgiving speech stood out for me as adam mentions his own comedy pals he’s fallen out of contact with (one thing about this film is it is hard to separate reality from fiction, i think sandler references a lot of personal truths) some who aren’t even alive anymore (farley, sigh) also there’s a lot of archaic footage you’ve never ever seen, stuff like seeing himself on mtv for the first time. i feel like this was maybe his way of showing the world what it’s like being him. probably reading into it a little much, possibly. possibly not? who’s to know. i haven’t bothered reviewing a movie in a long time that i haven’t been paid for. i haven’t been moved by anything in awhile, lately, to be honest. i haven’t read a book in months. this post was supposed to be a bunch of scattered photos and phoning-it-in one liners.
here are my anxieties for the day/week/month/decade:
i have a formal contract to sign, i need to get it signed (but i can’t til i discuss it with a lawyer first just not to be an idiot about it or anything) so i can start book deal shopping.
i am losing my tan.
i am going to require botox for my forehead from permanent furrow lines up there.
i am both excited and stressed for xmas.
heard some good news today i can’t share, trying to figure out how to vaguely describe it. it coincides somewhat with the book i am writing, dunno how that happened unless it got around what it is i’m writing about. it has to do with tv i will say no more.
bonjour bhmagazine. thanks for putting up a photo of me pissing by that tree on your front page and then saying all this (see 2) about me:
C’est le blog de la semaine pour le coup. Elle s’appelle Raymi aka Lauren White et elle se défini elle-même comme une « tastemaker, bigtime blogger ». Elle a un compte youtube aussi ou elle se filme en train de danser.
Alors nous en France, nous avons Thomas Clement et le Canada a Laurent White. Sur son blog elle parle de je sais pas quoi j’ai pas lu et elle illustre en se photographiant, on peut la voir limite topless là , un téton apparait quelques pages après, elle est en string de profil malheureusement ici et elle fait pipi contre un arbre aussi. Enfin bref personne ne porte la salopette comme Lauren White. Meilleur Blog du monde de la semaine !
Je vous mets une de ces vidéos (il y en a d’autres notamment ou elle danse sur wicked messenger repris par Black Keys mais on dirait une dingue, ou une nana qui fait de la danse moderne. Surtout qu’elle habite limite dans un trou à rat on dirait un peu Patric Dills, bruns les cheveux longs qui danserai dans sa cellule, avant quand il était encore en prison quoi.
Cette vidéo ne convient pas aux mineurs selon la communauté Youtube, c’est un cadeau de moi à vous les jeunes puceaux.
http://raymitheminx.com/
babelfish spat out this:
It is the blog week for the blow. It is called Raymi aka definite Lauren White and it itself like a “tastemaker, bigtime blogger”. It also has an account youtube or it is filmed dancing. Then us in France, we have Thomas Clement and Canada has Laurent White. On its blog she speaks about I do not know what I did not read and she illustrates while photographing herself, one can see it there limit topless, a nipple appears some pages afterwards, she is in string of profile unfortunately here and she makes wee against a tree too. Finally short person does not wear the overall like Lauren White. Better Blog of the world of the week! I put one of these vidéos to you (there are others of them in particular or she dances on wicked messenger taken again by Black Keys but one would say a nutcase, or a chick who makes modern dance. Especially that she lives limit in a hole with rat one would say a little Patric Dils, brown the long hair which will dance in its cell, before when it was still in prison what. This video is not appropriate to the minors according to the community Youtube, it is a gift of me with you the young virgins. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tsSDK8Ib-k0 http://raymitheminx.com/
run dmc came on the xmas jam mix so we decided to do something about it. very intimate dinner party appropes. can’t hear it in this video though so use your imaginations. guess you had to be there. my brother and i are (were) the only grandchildren on my dad’s side and therefore are now the only niece/nephew (aside from hailey whom would be a great niece) so we were forced to entertain one another growing up during weekend family visits, despite not getting along at all (we’re cool now) and being hyper-spazzoids. basically, any chance to act out was acted upon. relentlessly so. we’d beat the shit out of each other in the backyard, whip balls and lawn darts, wrestle, anything to get attention, get reprimanded through clenched smiles and then start it all up again. fun times. i wouldn’t trade having a brother for anything in the world.
went to the AA sale on the last possible day at the last possible hour and some chick totally crop dusted me by the shorts. sick.
hearin’ some mad gossip.
sass was stuck there all weekend long. thanks for the media hookup card (maybe you should be thanking me though)(KEEDING). line-skipped, coat/bag check skip, clothes already cheaped-out gift card for ‘em whoot. i picked up two dresses (one is more like a shirt on me as i’m an amazon) and dave got 5 t-shirts.
i haz the weakness.
but it wasn’t enough to hold us down.
can someone please tell me how it is that i get skinnier the more junk i eat? (anxiety) this goes against every single stupid diet rule i ever made. it must be the less drinking. (which evidently is too sad for me to blog about anymore pfft).
we were graced by the conversation of such a stupid twat. they did lemon drops and she goes STORY OF MY LIFE. that’s a nice story on a late sunday afternoon then. POT KETTLE BLACK OMG YOU GUYS! douche comment quotient on this thing has risen exponentially in the last week. have you tools ever heard of like, the weekend?
i don’t care how non-thrilling this news is to you. both flicks for 6.99 i almost fainted.
according to a fourteen year old girl. i can see some parent-influence in there (david cassidy). tory from mythbusters made the cut (though it’s cut off in the photo) but i don’t know who half these people are.
look what my brother did and didn’t even realize it either.
sliced right through the dart plastic.
this bar used to be in our family home. nice to see it still kickin’ around.
parrot fish rules.
re: that weed comment
I meant it in the most positive possible way, having grown to care about you from afar in the four or five years I have been reading your blog. Maybe I have developed ganjaphobic tendencies these last few years, having seen more than a few friends slowly lose themselves and succumb to boring stonerdom.
If it helps you think straight right now then smoke up my friend, just don’t wallow in marijuana-fogged misery like a lot of people do. Your blog is good as ever and I know you have had a hard time recently, but masking a problem with any substance does no one any good in the long run, least of all people with a history of depression. That was my point I suppose, I just made it in a gauche yet apparently quite effective way. Apologies. Last time I mention it.
I’m off examine why I have turned into a bitter old killjoy at 28. Cursed psychological backfire.
Be happy.
Boris
oh i’m fine and over it. it’s just funny to me being picked apart for every fucking thing i do, no matter what it is. exhausting, constant and apparently everyone’s a life coach now.
