DON’T eat a chicken teriyaki bento box and eat around the slightly pink parts of the chicken and then don’t go into a tiny whimsical gift store in the annex holding in your fourth #2 of the day then go to the tanning salon sweating and clammy and use the facilities and then DON’T have a suntan and DON’T picture crapping the suntan bed either oh god it was like the end of the fucking world half an hour ago, all is well but next time just pass on the suntan until your body temperature goes back to normal. that was like the dumbest thing i’ve done lately and i usually make a point to do a dumb as often as possible and no in case you didn’t get it i did not crap the tanning bed i had to lie perfectly still while my delicate insides got a nice little cooking i couldn’t do my regular poses and rotations it was that close.
i just saw rizabef and n they are doing well for anyone who cares, seeing them tonite if anyone else wants to get in on it.
it takes wendi months to get you the pictures she takes.
i rented stardust don’t tell me anything about it i am tempted to watch it before fil comes home because i am yes, a lesbian.
*update oh man i just crapped AGAIN. no more bento boxes, no more chinese food. saigh.
a chat with ryan ray of thunder bay – ryan ray from thunder bay, plays guitar does fuckall all day
Ryan: good morning raymi how are you
me: hithere good so far
Ryan: well im glad its the shortest day of the year
me: going to make espresso then you can ask me questions is it?
Ryan: i feel like a drunk cause i’m like. drunk
me: you are drunk already?
Ryan: you ever get that well i got home late ok a few times yeah i will
me: huh?
Ryan: oh yeah ok i was out for a smoke what’s your favourite nirvana cd then?
me: bleach or in utero ive overplayed nevermind and incesticide is a if i feel like it album but i like them all
Ryan: ok so that’s like saying i like your hair best when it’s black brown blonde or red but ok favourite beatles record?
me: cant decide dont go there basically i have song moods right now im rotating george harrison and paul mccartney and my fave beatles song right now is anna (got to him) i think im going to do a raymi dance video to it
Ryan: who’s your favourite beatle if they’re all still there and, who’s gonna be the last to go?
me: lennon hands down thats a dumb question are you really wasted right now
Ryan: pretty stupid answer too ! no i’m ok that’s a pretty good tune
me: you asked me who my favourite was and i answered
Ryan: catnapped my own cat last night i feel awful
me: what does that mean
Ryan: some other house needed him to catch mice ok who’s your favourite between paul and ringo then
me: but its your cat so what cant choose ryan stop being stupid better questions non-beatle related perhaps
Ryan: oh yeah eh good thinkin ok are you bigger than jesus? cause like only a million people were even alive back then eh and only some of those hung out in wherever the jesusland was so technically would you say that your blog is bigger than jesus in a way
me: no im not christians totally outnumber us good guys scarily so
Ryan: well maybe in 2000 years it’ll just be a bunch of scary bloggers
me: doubt it in 2000 years the planet wont exist we’re endangered
Ryan: well technically that’s true ok what would you do before the end of the world that you havent done yet
me: hmm im not very imaginative irish countryside, wellingtons, beer in a thermos, springtime, cottage have a few pieces of paper and write down some hard up truths on it, real meaningful shit to leave behind
Ryan: cheers ok what kind of beer?
me: then give it to someone who doesnt even know me uh who cares maybe cherry flavored beer or strawberry
Ryan: they have cherry flavoured beer?
me: and fil is with me yes!
Ryan: well yeah i didn’t know ! what season would it be i guess that’s to say what’s yr fave season
me: i said it was spring its warm a bit wet but sunny
i finally stopped being a basketcase long enough to start a new felt guy today, his name is warren and yes he is spoken for. posting the picture of my painting unhinged something in my brain, a door into a room of stress over the art show/party i’m having january 8 at the crooked star (202 ossington, 7 o’clockish?) like oh yay something else to stress over right now. i’m not too worried though, i have over twenty paintings ready to go, i think i need to just jazz ‘em up a little. i guess i’m most worried about promoting the show. hello facebook.
really i just want to marinate in the bath right now, but i can’t sew in there. i discovered it is easier to sew standing up because the way i normally do it hunched over on the couch creates more difficulty, unecessary arm-movements and continuous crouch hunch over stretch repetition, if i stand up it cancels out the stretching (due to the length of the thread), but, then i’m standing, lazy people do not like to stand.
i bought a sweater dress yesterday at winner’s and today fil is at his new job.
obvs. not finished just showing that i put flowers all around the frame because i am twelve apparently. there’s a spot left blank for anyone who wants to call dibs on this guy i will put in some kinda personalised drawing for you, email me raymitheminx@gmail.com if interested, if not i’ll just draw a moustache having a conversation with a telephone pole probs.
i’m going to paint in the petals too.
abortion is wrong guh!
we went to the ROM yesterday (before going to winners to get fil his xmas work jacket) for the last hour, it’s free every weekday the last hour so if you are cheap and get bored easily like me go then, we actually only made it for the last half hour, EVEN BETTER, i asked if we could just get it done in ten minutes. fil was not amused.
dude that’s gross come on stop it.
what’s up eyes? i’m glad i wore my backpack jacket. someone farted or crapped themselves all around the dinosaur area i have a video of the guy i think dealted it i hope it’s not too big to put up.
the new “crystal” area. neat chairs.
nice hair.
me.
did i ever mention before that i suffered a terrible seizure once as a toddler?
orcs!
orcs i say!
you’d think they would redo the bathroom by now? and seriously why does it always smell like soiled diapers in there, WHY?!
then we made dinner (salmon fillets, tomato, garlic spinach and fried onions) for us and christie.
oh martinis too, i think i made hers too dirty, she kept bragging about how dirty she liked ‘em so i obliged and then she couldn’t even finish it.
the game what she bought fil us.
graffiti stencils bonus cos being a murderer is so hot right now. here’s another one of my beefs, diamond gun belt buckles, not cool, mayhaps in theory but really all i think is poseur. sorry.
here’s a new installment on this crap-o-blog, i go through files on my computer and put up my findings and give you some insight as to what i was thinking at the time the picture was taken or something like that, and then i delete the picture off my computer forever, everybody wins.
look at how destroyed my hair is, i cut it all off shortly after, this was summer of 2005 and it is something like 4 in the morning at lucas and melodie’s and that dress barely zipped up the back, i know it looks big and frooshy but really it’s quite a petite fit. i’m pretty wasted in this picture. you’re welcome.
this was a dumb idea i just made myself really depressed by looking at the evolution of my stupid hair choices and i don’t even want to share insights anymore.
