big jugs day i told you.
then i threw the frisbee in a tree.
sigh, to live here.
be back soon!
June 3, 2008
June 2, 2008
god i hate bathingsuit season so much, it hella sneaks up on you.
no make up today, after seeing megan fox’s tanned face on the mtv movie awards i have decided it’s no more ghostface raymi.
if i’m lucky i’ll get my menses on the beach.
i’m kinda sick of being so flat. though admittedly right now my jugs are pms huge (not that you can tell in any of these pictures).
just as long as i shuffle sideways into the beach, we’re good.
part 3 cooking with aunt raymi!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaand part 4
we‘re going to the beach today and i am bloated out of my fucking mind! and stomach!
June 1, 2008
i am squirly waiting for fil to bring me back a shawarma, statcounter is cacked right now so one of my obsessive online activities is out (i NEED to know how many retards are cruising my blog at all hours) as well as haloscan being gay and my blog loading slow and waiting for these videos to load for centuries and and and! oh look here’s one now! you can skip it if you want but be sure to watch parts 2 3 and 4.
part 1
side pony gets scrapped in video 2 cos it highlighted my “working” and “concentrating” facial expression – read: fatface.
this one is LOADS more interesting, in fact, you probably shouldn’t have watched part 1 at all.
part 2
oh yeah, duffy isn’t french, she’s english. no you’re stupid.
part 3 and 4 to come later i’m tired of the netz.
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big ups to woodbridge for showin’ up
good morning world.
yes my blog is taking eons to load today GOD INTERNET GET IT TOGETHER!
last nite’s delicious masterpiece! so so so perfumey and sensational.
three hours later whipped up a new one.
movie still from the worst cooking show EVAR that you will watch anyway cos you make dioramas “for fun”.
reunited and it feeeeeels so good!
turn off the lights loblaws you are contributing to global warming! thanks for the photo opp though.
if this came in sleeveless it would be buried in clothes mountain over hurr right now.
come fall, this beast is mine.
me: fil and i are taking turns doing impressions of the noise itunes makes when it’s done importing a cd
cid is getting annoyed
i will import this information into my BLOG
buh, flickr’s being a right dick right now i’m trying to upload pictures of the wonderful dinner i made last nite, and yes, i made a 5-part video of it too, it was not easy.
ok now i have to preview these vids to see how dumb they are and how many butter faces i make.
oh and i’ll have you know that since blog-dissing sex and the city i have gotten in a huge fight with a friend (resolved now) and THREE facebook SATC gifts, two shoes and 1 martini glass. FUCK OFF YOU GUYS!
heh kidding.
basically my take on that show/movie is, you can be a sexy empowered woman and not look to those characters as role models or representatives for how you feel about men and sex and love, i could not ever get into the show, and i think it’s cos i out-yuppied myself when i was a teenager, too many issues of cosmo and tiny skirts and old men skeletons in my closet to care anymore. plus, i’m kind of a slob.
and evidently all of toronto is wearing yellow dresses now, so thanks for that one too.
update: ok i watched all four cooking vids and they’re pretty good, i hit my stride about video 2 and keep going from there, if i don’t get my own show out of this garbage then you can pretty much give up on your own dreams of fame, i mean, not to toot my own horn or anything buuuuuuut i’m probably the most charming person in the world.
May 31, 2008
mimosas, that’s what. and mariokart. and i beat the game before fil. crazy thunderstorms all afternoon, sun showers too, before that when i went out to get coffee and breakfast (from las iguanas)(breakfast burrito + breakfast special) it was piping HOT, talkin’ steeeeeeeamy and 22-25 degrees! we’re gonna roadtest a new recipe tonite i will film it for all you little rude foodies out there. nothing insane, pretty simple. i’m diggin’ on these leggings, they remind me of dance class, why couldn’t this look be in style when i was a kid?
i picked up some new eye liner, was going to treat you to a video of the inaugural eye application, thought better of it, knew it would turn out cleopatra tranny. feh. here’s to no longer dragging mascara along my lower eyelid in lieu of the proper stuff.
we’re not really breakfast people so the majority of my plate went to waste and hell yeah i smother everything in sour cream, even bacon. i used to order a side of sour cream at KOS when it was at bathurst/college all the time. this is what we’re doing for dinner.
i blame ordering this on fil, he asked me to get him a tuna sandwich (he’s trying to eat healthier) which translated to champagne and grease as it traveled through raymi’s pre-caffeine brain. i remember when i wasn’t so thin and i tried and tried to lose weight and couldn’t (had to wait for meds to wear off and my metabolism to snap back) and fil could eat garbage all the time and i was basically starving myself and still a beast, not fair.
May 30, 2008
first of all i’ll have you know that i have a zit on my right eyebrow totally nestled within it and it hurts like hell and i keep messin’ with it and i just know at some point tonight i’ll absent-mindedly explode it and have blood pouring down my face, CAN’T WAIT! k here’s the shit i didn’t buy but still kinda want, i need someone to babysit me while i shop and tell me yes or no so that i buy these guys anyway to spite them. jesus i have to put my camera settings back to normal these things are huge!
this thing is a pinky red shade from costa blanca (shut up) for 29 bucks, did not want, well, the mirrors are not helpful at all. i made a dumb video of me dancing around in it i’ll screen for how gay it is before sharing.
i tried to imagine myself in sandals or ballet flats or my boots instead of my old man pants around my ankles, couldn’t make the vision work. anyone who wants to go back with me in real life to offer a second opinion, let me know.
well hello old friends.
next up is aa, this thing is a medium and insanely tight and if you ate a tic tac it would show. i am on the fence regarding how some of aa’s stuff encourages you to just let it all hang out OR be a fucking unachievable waif. i tried it on in black and blue – ten more pounds shed and i will buy one in every shade.
i walked out to try and be jokey fun time with the girls on staff, they were not feeling it, holy shit make me feel like a big heel much you assholes?!! this is why your store is always empty and people try to be invisible when they go there.
ok i’m wearing underwear under this garment, it’s a onesie strapless i don’t know what, something to do mushrooms in at the cottage and fall in the lake?
i want it still.
you can see my ass tan lines, ps i terribly had to pee so my tum tum isn’t so tight.
the best part of the experience is knowing that the moment you leave they all make fun of you. it’s ok though cos you balance it out by getting deodorant on everything. i tried on some shorts to replace the ones some cuckoo bird chopped up, passed, til next time.
the potato sack dress i bought.
i caved and bought that bag i talked about before, in brown, poor nicole.
cave the second, brown LEGGINGS don’t judge! now i can go to one of alicia’s hipster bbqs!
on the phone with leslie she’s telling me about a fire happening in nola.
in the words of kiki dunst, DEPRESSION NOT ADDICTION I SWEAR IT!
ps. rugby shirt dude may or may not have narrowly avoided a shit beating last nite, i somewhat regret intervening, turns out he fully deserved it. nice flip flops you donut.
oh yeah tomorrow at the opera house we’re seeing this “folky, canadian jeff buckley” interesting arty theatre student PETER KATZ dude. ungh mouthful. it’s his last local gig before embarking on a UK tour this summer, so people really need to see him before the brits claim him.
he even has a poetry section on his blog for all you whimsical hurtbags, ha. basically, i’m going, so you have to go too. i will even let you pet my hair, maybe.
