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December 9, 2014

Hi douches! So after any Raymazing event I typically “go dark” for a little bit or try to but it’s hard when everyone messages you about it and like NEED to know what they missed out on shut up fuckhole I don’t feel like speaking right now I’m hungover and maybe you should have went? No hate really but like wait at least two days before talking to me after I do something. I need ample down time to reflect on all the giant mistakes I made, hyper-over analyze every conversation I had that night with everybody and try to remember all the “too far things” I said and did, cry, genuflect on who might be pissed at me for whatever reason and vow to NEVER DO ANYTHING AGAIN IN THE PUBLIC HEMISPHERE. Contemplate suicide. Start job searching. Eat a lot of food. Watch a lot of tv and generally mentally get as far away from the person that I am as I can. You know, the typical.

Sorry for the ranting not really though, I could certainly go on but I am kind of exhausted from a flame war I just started on twitter, so… lol. I wasn’t going to even say anything about how infuriating the typical bullshit of weblog awards blog judging goes, when people piss you off online you take the high road these days and give them the attention they deserve which is none but I figure why not go at’er for old time’s sake again? I have fortunately won many awards from this particular weblog awards site before in the past, which is a marvelous feat in and of itself considering half my readership sure as shit were voting against me to lose and I still prevailed all those times. Even though I don’t vote I believe in voting. Haha.

Some may just be calling us sore losers but you’d think there would be at least one skilled or intelligent person on the jury panels that vote for these blogs because full offense, the ones I see in the running now sure as hell suck. As much as I would be irate with jealousy and shame if Casie were in there over me at least she deserves it over the others I see. Mommy blogs are cult circle coupon clicking rings that have legions of other mommy bloggers fangirling them in the hopes that they TOO will get a box of Tide. They ALL have the same agenda and shitty material, literally, posts about diapers. ALL of them. No offense to shit at all, I love shit BUT how do you decipher which is the best? Oh I know you get a panel of safe and un-subversive jurors to flag blogs like MINE or Casie’s and get us out of the way when our people nominated us to be there. Take away the voting system and you take away people who know, people who read and know these blogs and love them. Do you expect any of those people to love us? Fuck no they jealous. We make them appear loud and clear like the boring and unoriginal weblogs that they are and that’s why for three years in a row now I have not scooped up the “lifetime achievement” “award” that I deserve. Yes I realise I sound like a stupid ass for even acknowledging or caring but you upset my fans, or at least one or two or three or four of them. And when those four people get upset, I get upset! Because we really really care we were totally banking on this award like I really needed it because I didn’t at all foresee this coming, not at fucking all like there was a track record of this. I said good day sir!

I even beat DOOCE in 2006 in the weblog awards. International. Not just Canada. Dooce! She’s down Katie Couric styles and Oprah plus CNN and little known Raymi the Minx did that. Also I personally apologize to Schmutzie for having this same blow up tirade at her every year when this happens, it is no personal attack against you and deep down it really doesn’t inflame me so much I find the written word can get blown out of proportion like I am screaming all of this right now as I type it. I’m actually pretty chill right now eating pad thai.

No offense to the other bloggers personally either. I just find myself ten billion times more interesting. I guess you would expect that after fifteen years of navel-gazing. I have the readership to show for it. I guess we will see what happens in the future and I guess we will because everyone sees what happens in the future because it’s the future. Anyway life goes on and so does my blog with or without new achievements to brag about that make people hate you more. I got enough of those already.

People think food pics are boring. I think they’re cute. They tell a story. They say I am fat or I am thin or I don’t eat carbs but I eat bacon and I probably have high cholesterol and later on I will crap this all out pass the hot sauce.

Tomorrow I’m going to post some of my jokes I didn’t read on Friday night!

I’m singing at the Central on Monday night if you wanna come by and say hi no big deal. I also wrote a long-ass email script about a crazy date I had that might be chosen to be re-enacted on telly I am probably not allowed to tell you but too late have a nice day love you bye bye.



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You guys deserve to know how good I am at this song. I’m going to master it for ultimate offensivity perfection!

BRB with a “real” blerg post.



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December 7, 2014

Thanks Dave ILU! Sorry this is only half of the post, very impressed you memorized it word-for-word in totality you are totally Raymazing and thanks for doing this with me.



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December 6, 2014

Hey dudes here’s a bit from last night’s piss-up. Oh it delivered alright.

Warren took this one.

Thanks all SO much for coming! More sharesies later! Maybe Ill post some of my material. Dave’s impersonation of me was insanely perfect. He memorized a blog post and said it word for word with sassy Raymi the Minxisms. I died. Ill upload it for sure! Thanks for being part of my world, guys you mean the world to me.



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December 5, 2014



Hope to see you tomorrow! 6-9 at The Central 603 Markham street.



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December 4, 2014

Hello Raymi – time again for my approx six-monthly “hello” to you. This one occasioned by your 15th blogversary.

Many congratulations. It’s an outstanding landmark, and hard to believe that on and off I have been following your blog for most of that time… since around 2001 anyway. How I ever found it is a mystery but it is continually fabulous to be able to peer into a life so different to mine.

Good luck with the band… and whatever else your multi-faceted self is getting up to. Here’s the next 15 years.

I’m in ________, of all places, at the moment, having moved from London last year. I’ll likely have a bit of business in Toronto some time in the next six months so I meet seek out some lunch or dinner tips.

Keep being marvellous.

S.

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PS. don’t forget about MY BOYFRIEND IS ANGRY because ALL BOYFRIENDS ARE lol.



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December 3, 2014

So I decided to give you a break from bed photos of me for ONE post and by you I meant me as well cos fuck does it ever get boring coming up with new captions for what is essentially the same photo over and over again like a big symphony of so what but I then realized I had no extra energy to blog anything other than photos of me on a bed right now so lets just get this over with. I’ve been writing stand-up material so all the creative juices are going that-a-way so just deal with these beautiful pictures of me instead thanks for understanding.

Tracey gets props for demanding I get into this get-up again.

This one is pretty water nymphe.

Here I am being blown away by the test shots on my phone.

Back in my look before the white dress.

My mom said not to use these ones because too much butt. BUT. This is what I look like. Is that not body shaming? Think about it. If Beth Ditto was in the same outfit in the same pose everyone would be fucking cheering good for her. Sorry that I have an ass fit for a statue.

Yes I am dying about it too it’s hella obscene ahahhaa.

This is the orig of the one everyone liked a lot that I instagrammed blahblergitty blah.

I think my ass has that quivering warp because I was ass nervous in front of my mom cos she was so against us being too provocative. It’s art. There is a story about a porn star being filmed by her own father, I’m saying grosser things have been done and there is nothing inappropriate in this shoot here. Look at Miley Cyrus. The end.

Okay I’ve come to the end of the pics I want to share now. Back to BOYLORD rehearsal + writing stand-up material. I am rather stoked about this Friday. Click the banner at the top of my blog to connect to the FACEBOOK event page, love!

Ps. Drag Queen Raymi!



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December 2, 2014

Hi guys sorry I didn’t blog yesterday I was tired! You’re sick of me anyway so I’m sure you didn’t mind. At least I went through these shots and whittled down part II to 60 of them. O_O. I’m going to be posting less than that don’t worry. Being me is exhausting, in case you were wondering. I had other shit to do as well. I wrote more stand-up material too. Every time I say some sex jokes to my bro-friend he’s like NOPE! So that is a bit of a deterrent. Maybe I won’t invite him so I can make fun of him freely. I’m gonna have to get wicked fucking drunk to get through this.

I have confirmed a few celebs who will be in attendance this Friday. A celeb is someone who is more famous than me. So if you’re a Raymi fan and fan girl me plus see ME as a celebrity then boy are you in luck.

Guess why this one is cool it’s because it’s number 666! Blargh! Devil horns etc & so forth.

I bought those glasses that very day and look how dirty the lenses got so quickly.

The flyer original.

Lots of out takes. We had fun.

I was bed dancing. Trying to. We were having camera battery issues and losing daylight.

And I guess art was made.

If you want to ask me about that thing on my shoulder go right ahead. I can’t wait to go back to the plastic surgeon who screwed it all up and show him the fruits of his labours.

This is probably my typical resting emo face. I can ice you out like no other.

I’m in a baby crib. Symbology!

Hi again. Full original shot.

Can you figure out why I am laughing here. Hint: I farted.

These are all backwards in order btw.

And totally 100% my mom’s idea.

Try everything at least once no matter how cheesy I guess.

Sorry to be a douche and cut this short again, there’s just too many more to go.

Olive branch for now. I have writing to do. byeeeeeeeee



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