i am going to add some sort of frankenstein in the top left corner yet to this guy, and i am going to do a portrait of jamie and one of me.



kim jong il sold
red shirt sold
saddam sold
hose guy sold
i am going to add some sort of frankenstein in the top left corner yet to this guy, and i am going to do a portrait of jamie and one of me.



kim jong il sold
red shirt sold
saddam sold
hose guy sold

i cannot sleep and i am exhausted bla blah everytime i close my eyes i feel like barfing WHAT ELSE IS NEW i am stressed OOT.
i read 65 pages of lullabies for little criminals, it’s really good, i borrowed it off gill right after chris (or mike? brothers that look the same i can’t get them straight) balanced a stool on his face at 5am last morning. turns out it was chris.
i wish i could come up with a good title like that, the entire book reminds me of how i was at 12, how weird (in my head) (though insecure about it) i was, i tried to hide it, reading this book pisses me off because the girl is completely unabashed and shameless and hysterical.
i think that was the first time i ever said unabashed.
i even took 3/4 of a tylenol 3 to try and fall asleep which made me feel even pukier then i had a banana tums which did f all.
the title of my next book is LOVED AND HATED FOR IT i’m giving it away now cos i’m not sure how much i like it if at all so it can be stolen and i will be forced to come up with a new one like fuckface frigmouthbreath or something.
and now i enter the world of email there better be some waiting for me.
my eyes are so squinty right now i have to wrinkle my forehead to keep them open i’ll have to buy a new jar of makeup tomorrow to cover up the bags beneath them i will update you with more complaints later.
i feel exactly the same way and i haven’t even seen it yet.




remember this?
and this?
oh and tomorrow i will be on the front page of this website. no big deal really just sharing is all, not like i have been obsessing about being in eye magazine MY ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE OR ANYTHING.
britt wrote about last nite.

so did alicia.


lederhosen outfit i passed on.

i think i need to tone down the love handles before i can safely wear this thing out, i bought it as motivation to finally do that.

see? unless people are cool with me standing like this all nite long.

or this, hay guys where is the party?

doodillydoodoodillydooooooh…


then this guy i invented and all nite long i kept talking about how i was wearing a t-shirt sweater guess how many times i said it and guess how many times NO ONE LAUGHED.

is you were ever wondering what that crap on the floor is it’s my ghetto clunky laptop case with felt and other scrap material in it and thread needles stuffing.

in a cab on our way to levack block for steve’s birthday and i took zero pictures because of my t-shirt sweater and that place was claustrophobic, fil took some of him i think, don’t worry i took lots of pictures of myself later on.

we bailed then went to sweaty betty’s, it was packed, then to the dakota, packed, so then we went to neutral – we were wondering why everyone was out on the town sosoon after holidays/new year’s? partying the pain away i guess.


neutral is kind of a dinkbag place but i like it cos it’s a sure thing if you show up basically anytime and the people near the end of the nite on the dacefloor are out of control, there was this one chick oh man, i have to dedicate an entire blog post to her “dance” “moves”.










these guys were just about to have a power dance off but the song ended.


great outfit.



then we bumped into these guys.










no biggie just gonna balance a stool on my chin ok?


i think i am stressed out crazy enough to wear my overall shorts tonight in this terrible weather, i mean, they are basically lederhosen and it’s the skinniest time of the month even though i have starvation whale bloatage on the horizon slash now. this just in who even cares anymore? i have to practise wearing these things in case i wear them again tuesday – people have to believe that i take myself seriously in lederhosen.
update i change my mind i just watched this thing on britney spears (i love when she fucks up and then on every channel they air a biography on her, so in the last 6 months i have seen the same bio/spotlight 5 times at least) and now i don’t feel slutty enough so i have to create some other retardo get-up.
that’s all.
i am so tired.
i woke up at 9.15 having to pee the universe (went to bed at 2 despite exhaustion, we watched the kingdom) then i went back to bed only to get up 2 minutes later cos my stomach felt like someone lit a fire in it and i was either going to shit myself or barf myself (seriously WHATISWRONGTWITHME chinese food? even though i said i wouldn’t eat that anymore). shitting won and oh how it did.
so i’ve been awake more than i am used to these last few days, typically i clock as many hours as possible where was i going with this, oh right i’m tired and i barely feel like going out but it’s some retard’s birthday party who works for sony and he really wants me (especially me) to come.
i might wear my stewardess dress thing oh i don’t know my life is so easy it’s hard.
today was my first day using my new computer FROM THE COUCH i know welcome to 2000 raymi.
new hair pictorials






tired as hell lionhead.




slowly getting used to it again.




do you think this will fit him?



britney spears impression and you know this was taken mere hours before her little ambulance party.


oh wallpaper i get it you lead you lead.
january 2007 archives part II.

Raymi I saw you in nyc!!
I can’t believe it!
texas chainsaw massacre the beginning review.
Ryan: did you blog anything funny
what’s a blood empire
hey guess what look at the clot that came out of me WE MADE THAT!
i am a super human composite of all the womens from now and then + friend green tomatoes and hope floats.
he is the baldest most obnoxious dude of the three so it is no wonder his girlfriend is like GO OUT.
um sorry new york isn’t one crack den street after another anymore like in the good old 80s or would you perhaps be satisfied with a new jack city vibe, maybe? i tried to tell her that actually i use to live in brooklyn but she kept going on about everything being different now yeah it’s called PROGRESS.
like the old people in big top pee wee when pee wee feeds them his magic hot dogs and they turn into kids and go to the circus the end
just some kerouacs
number 1 scene from intervention EVER.
IN A WORLD LIKE YESTERDAY ETCETERA TOMORROW SOMETIME THIS SUMMER BUT POSSIBLY FALL
i got the pan cos i am an auntie.
last nite two chiefs at the horseshoe told me that my utility belt was showing then i said I KNOW THAT’S BECAUSE I AM COOL and then they fainted cos i talked to them.
how come old people get to bend the rules? i’m taking back youth, dudes, don’t worry.
i’m not trying to be disgusting even though i am i am just trying to help.

crazy people do not have subscriptions to newspapers, they have ONE COPY of a newspaper from last summer that they consult for secret messages.
sigh i could see it again i am sighing because i am in character right now.
more nyc pictures, times square mostly.
someone is trying to tell me something.
i am breezy.
some oldie goodies pictures.

the day we met bronwyn.
as i finally started to get skinnier the self portraits began.

eccentric is one step before insanity.
after it happened she walked from room to room in the big empty house and lied down sideways on the couch all day long


i paid fil 20 dollars to not be a dick today
i am still waiting to be on THE HOUR
i love magic pony you can’t stop me.
it is like proo pooo fooo ooooh ahhhh AHHHH!
me: it wouldnt work i cant even get my real friends to hang out with me how would i get strangers to pay me to hang out with them
read jesus land
kinda doesn’t look like him good thing i added the ufo.
sorry i brought this up

cid loves me
i just realised i hate her for the same reasons i hate myself.
sharpie‘s jt review.
more nyc this batch is brought to you by my little fugly hands

i had a four person table to myself which was nice until a slew of whimsical annex fuckfaces came in the door and told stories to each other loudly while i was finishing my meal and reading a homosexual crime novel