and yet, another reason i was a boyfriendless tween.
WHAT CLAUDIA WORE!!!
And her clothes! Nobody dresses like Claudia. She is totally cool. She wears funky stuff like pink sparkly high-topped sneakers, or short flared skirts over skintight leggings, or wild jewelry she’s made herself. She’s good at pottery and is always creating earrings (she has one hole in one ear and two in the other) or beaded necklaces or bracelets.
found on the ever-reliable tuppenhut.
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my old nickname was ren.
oh how nice we have a little atheist on our hands.
for some reason i am more embarrassed to share this with you than i am about telling stories about shitting my pants. so what made think of blogging this was last nite we saw the trailer for the mist that comes out nov. 21 – it’s one of my favourite scary stories come to film, by stephen king. anyway i feel like i have some sort of ownership of it because i read it many times, and i have a copy of it along with a bunch of other short stories in paperback form in one book from when i was 13 maybe 14, before i had my first real boyfriend, which will be super obvious once you see how much of a raving nerd loser i was.
so i decided to write my own “reviews” for each story at the top of the page for every one, oh god, well, enjoy.
how thoughtful of me, and i see i am still doing the circle above the i’s, CRINGE! this tells me i might even be 12.
oh jesus i want to jump out of a fucking window right now, it gets worse.
NOOOOOO DON’T LOOK AT ME! so close to not including this guy.
you would explode if you saw what my face looks like right now from looking at this i feel like i am watching 2girls1cup.
and here we have the mist and i obviously enjoyed it, it took me five minutes to make sense of my wording here. ten points for spelling kicks: kix.
i sorta didn’t dig this story, i found it long-winded and boring who cares i have to sell each one and to whom? dunno!
how funny/sad that i checked off the introduction like i am proud of having read it AND put an asterisk.
you’ll notice an affinity for the crazy, sorry red flag much?
who says mythical oh right girls w/o boyfriends do!
haha what an arrogant piece of shit loner.
yeah thanks.
what a prude i didn’t want to say there was fucking in it and i apparently know a lot about adolescence, being 12 years old of course i am an expert on it.
evidence of giftedness right here.
oh, you don’t say?
good to know, thanks for the tip!
HAHAHAHAHHAHA look at how much of a liar i am!
WE KNOW WE GET IT, CRAZY = INTERESTING!
thank you doctor book sleuth.
woah i mean business with that red asterisk.
i’m so helpful, in case you did not get the retardedly clear ending, I EXPLAIN IT FOR YOU!
i don’t want anyone to be left behind so no biggie that i ran out of page space to help you along so i continue on the next page, what a pal.
ok now i’m just whole-hog fibbing.
FINALLY! SOME HONESTY!
the end.
let the jokes begin.
stay tuned for something wickedly embarrassing, you guys owe me HUGE for this one. fil thinks it’s kinda endearing then he spends 5 minutes laughing hysterically at me. brb.
also i would like to remind you that i have raymitheminx.com back now and you can change your links if you want, but, if you were ever wanting to link to a specific post you would need to do so from raymitheminx.blogspot.com, that is all, i am an internet detective.
oh wait nevermind, totally disregard that, i think that was when i do my archives thingy i can’t get at them or maybe i hallucinated it. carry on.
fil’s grandmother’s sister’s diary from 1924.
v. tiny.
she ended up marrying bill, this entire diary’s story revolves around them courting and i have deciphered 1. because i am a girl who has had many journals before and a nosy mother, that when there is an underline at the end of each entry: “___” and she says we had a nice time or we enjoyed ourselves, that means S.E.X. or some form of hanky panky, fil’s mom thinks so too.
ha, “mother”
check out the toronto addresses.
2 cents!
believe no man HAHAHHAHA you said it sister!
boys are all fickle BURN!
ooh another suitor, bill has some competition now.
the house fil lived in before moving to oakville was broken into this is the newspaper clipping from it.
hahah i just checked fil‘s and he got college/undergrad!
i am feverishly checking every blog i read right now.
my journals
andrew3000 interviews me.
Its clear that you’ve been blogging for a long time now, was there anything/anyone in particular that got you started in blogging? Any influences from other blogging sites?
i hung out in the viceland WASSUP forum when i was 17, and had a little cult following over there, then my buddy suggested writing for his site but wanted the writings to be similar to what i was already doing, which was essentially blogging but in this little forum, so this guy tells me about this new site called blogger.com and i should go make a blog, so i did and the rest is history.
If you weren’t a full time blogger/artist – what would you be doing instead?
if i were working in an office i would still secretly be blogging and telling my coworkers how i have this wicked popular blog about how much of an alcoholic i am, if i were in university, more or less the same thing. i would like to say that i would be grossly famous and rich because i am realistic like that, but who knows. still making crappy art and writing in my journal. people don’t change just because they change jobs or lifestyles.
Do you ever get tired of blogging? How come?
right now this second i am tired of it because coffee hasn’t kicked in yet and i took barely any pictures last nite so i have to come up with some content regardless, i just remembered something i’ve been meaning to blog, anyway, that’s how it is. some mornings i fly out of bed cos i think i have this hysterical thing to share or amazing picture of my face, other mornings it’s like what’s the point. being pre-menstrual affects me too. i blog about that a lot unfortunately and your girlfriend’s cycle is probably the same as mine because of it, you’re welcome.
You’ve mentioned previously that you’d like to be more famous and rich, if you were given $1 million dollars – how would you spend it?
posher condo, better clothes, more shoes, personal trainer, trips around the world, cocaine with rock stars parties, wine and dine lindsay lohan and brainwash her into being friends with me, hire a ghostwriter, what else?
Ok these two are a little off the wall random, If you could meet anyone (dead or alive) who would it be and why?
john lennon, other than the obvious, because in the end his fame made him somewhat of a recluse and i dunno, i guess i’m just mesmerized by his celebrity and his death was tragic and i think he could have done a lot more and he was a kooky dude, very intelligent. i would like for my dad to meet him too. i would’ve liked to have met jack kerouac too.
If you could have any superpower, what would it be and why?
flying and eating anything i want without it going to my lovehandles.
Should people be nervous to approach you in a bar or pub if they see you?
not at all, if their intentions are good, i’m pretty fun to talk to, not to say i’m not a nervous person, but i’d say 99% of the time i’m like come here lets hug hi how are you? flattery gets you places with me.
Do you consider yourself a role model for aspiring bloggers out there today? Also, what advice would you give someone trying to be successful in the blog world?
this is going to sound egomaniacal but i don’t care, if you did the 6 degrees of kevin bacon for any handful of blogs out there, they will lead back to me, so i guess yes i am, if not a role model i inspire people to have their own soapboxes, which is a good thing. my advice is be original and funny and endearing and a little bit competitive but in a nice way, all bloggers secretly hate each other, so one of the first rules of blog club is don’t talk shit about other bloggers on your blog, keep it for gchat conversations haha.
With living and blogging in Toronto, where’s your favourite spot in the city to hit up?
the couch. i can’t choose a place cos i don’t want you all going there, and i also can’t decide cos i think every good place has its bad sides to it and i am pretty apathetic too, i get bored quick.
What does life after blogging consist of in the future?
it’ll still happen maybe more enhanced and i don’t know in what way, it has staying power, maybe it’ll hit another trendy wave, more people will come around, others will leave.
You’ve blogged about almost everything under the sun, do you ever feel like you just don’t have anything left to blog about?
i’m still alive and i still have a brain and fingers and i continue to experience things so no, there’s more fight in me yet.
Almost finished, if you could say one thing to everyone that didn’t vote for you in the recent 2007 weblog awards, what would it be?
who cares. my blog isn’t for everyone and i know that. i made a big deal about the awards only because that’s what advertisers look at, it doesn’t change my blog or how i feel about it.
Thanks for taking the time to answer these questions, in closing, What, if any, has been the most highlighted reward you’ve received as a result of being a famous Toronto blogger?
free stuff, free shows, and people telling you how awesome you are.
check this pathetic loser who has been stalking/harassing me ever since mg became friends with me.
the first pic would have been nice if it wasnt a side profile of your super huge shnoz , nice room tho…and seriously ….your lack of tits, and huge national geographic nursed-10-bastard-kids nipples are too disgusting even for the interwebs. ..yeah that fil is a lucky guy (BARF)
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seriously, how long has it been, at least 3 years now? scary sad. i don’t know what the desired end result of “flaming” me continuously is supposed to be, oh ok i’ll close my blog and go into hiding and start to feel insecure about myself? jesus GO AWAY!
their ip when checked via geoybtes shows they are in richmond bc but when i use another ip search thing it shows calgary alberta, either way i’ve finally emailed the abuse people so have fun with your terminated internet service.
karma police rush hour raymi video.
these are a bit old oh wells, it is impossible to get at everything at once and blog it.
i was going to tell a story once about the ferret and firkin and how rude and cliquey everyone is who works there, basically, every glass of wine they poured me tasted terrible (expired, sour, barf) so i sent them back, and i NEVER do that but i guess they pegged me as a prima donna anyway and so when the bill came this other chick who wasn’t even our server knew all about it (so they were all s-talking me in the back room) and gave me attitude and corrected me about how many glasses i had, no biggie who cares i can’t do math when it’s closing-time anyway, however, don’t out yourself like that you fucking bitch because i have a blog and know how to use it and you are ugly and christie and her friends aren’t ever going back to play trivia because they go to our bar now BURN! ps. your nachos are GAY!
oh and the story behind the above picture is our friend ian’s tallboys were not on the bill and i took this picture as an extra burn because i am mature.
oh and it was my first time going there ever GREAT FIRST IMPRESSION YOU GUYS!
it took me three weeks to mail this guy everytime i went to the post office there was a line-up or it was too late.
girls are mean to me a lot before i even open my mouth, i must give off some be mean to me scent, or, it’s cos i’m tall, cute and hot and dress like i am ten, maybe that’s it?
i got this phone for free last year and i still use it and i still don’t know how to email photos to myself.
fil was mean fil that nite do you know how annoying it is to get lectured by glassesface?
oh hai thare.
