a hitler zit is a zit anywhere under your nose above your lip and you have to pick at it for it to be a hitler zit so your skin gets all irritated red and it spreads into a little hitler ‘stache. it is really fucking attractive. i never got zits under my nose until cid upped his waking me up ante by putting his dirty paw on my lips, dick. now i get one every three weeks or the same one surfaces again it’s right on that awning part above your lips no it is not herpes i have never ever had a cold sore before in my life, people who get cold sores are societal failures. pamela anderson + hep c = failure i don’t care how many millions she has. you guys know i am kidding right? anyway.
i met fil for lunch after we ate we went to rotate to get some music and he took a bunch of pictures of me and this old guy who works there maybe even manages who knows asks what he is taking pictures for and fil gives him some attitude not thinking that the guy is only being curious ie. WHAT MUSICIAN/ARTIST ARE YOU? you know how peeps like to do interviews in “cool” “urban” stores? anyway the point of this is the dude thought i was important because of fil’s camera and fil was almost a dick to him. the end.
then i returned the movie and rented the prestige, the late fee was 6 dollars. then i got some avocados tomatoes onion lemon and other stuff i’m going to make guacamole for the ANTM party tonite.
i fucked up my left hand yesterday going through the turnstile into the subway you know the new heavy ones that’s like walking through a robocop movie well i put my token in with my right hand and went to push with my left planning to apply equal force to push with both hands, but i didn’t, i pushed 90% with my left hand and it locked up, bent backwards pretty much and i come out the other side wincing holding my left wrist fil is like HURY UP BLEEEARGH and i was about to have a melt-down then i put both hands out and simulated typing on a keyboard, yep all fingers worked fine enough sans pain, exclaimed WE ARE GOOD and silenced the suck-attack.
the ganglion that hangs out on my left hand is back in full-force also there is a patch of wind-burnt dry skin near my thumb my left hand is HIDEOUS is what i am saying i have old lady lizard skin.
WELCOME TO LAVA RAYMI LIFE! I HAVE HERE AN ELIGIBLE LADY WHO LIVES IN TORONTO AND IS COOL. GO SPY ON HER AND SEND HER EMAILS IF YOU ARE SINGLE AND INTERESTED AND NOT A PIECE OF GARBAGE!
well raymi, i don’t know what to write about myself or how to write what i want in a man. my fingers are hovering above the keyboard and i can’t think of anything to say.i like boys that have same interessts as me, art, literature, travelling somebody who is hilarious and witty, i don’t know sooooo gayyyyy i feel like im on lava life, not that i ever had. I say go check out my flickr and blog and then see if i seem interessting. then take it from there. i dont know raymi unless u wanna say something you’ve got ways with words. I’m lonely and i need to date, i work so much i dont have time to go out there and meet people.
ohhh raymi lauren u are the best. if i get married i’ll make u my flower girl or best woman whatever its called.
i have not returned marie antoinette and i rented it LAST TUESDAY. it is on the floor by the door and everytime i pass it to go pee i get scared and anxious. at what point does a movie store stop tallying up late fees? fuck. i am afraid to rent a movie now, i will let fil be in charge of that.
i have to find a good picture of kurt cobain i have been commissioned to do one of my retardo portraits. link some of yer favourite pictures in the comments if you are bored, make them biggerish if possible.
arran: yesterday I was getting ready for a meeting. There was this big projection on the wall of a desk top and I was opening stuff from emails
me: oh no
arran: But corran and I were saying that I should hurry up and close my gmail because we saw that you were online haha, I always think that when I am doing work stuff with my email and I see you are there I’m waiting for the day a message from you pops up where you call me fag and start talking about poo or something when there is a board room filled with gay men and ladies in suits
me: tell me when i should do it i will say something like
arran: do you have any poo stories?
me: THERE IS A PARTY IN MY PANTS YES
arran: oh ya
me: one time i crapped my bathingsuit a one piece bathingsuit no less
arran: great
me: it was not awesome my friend lise had that projection thing happen to her when she was teaching her msn popped up, everyone laughed her friends msn name was party in my pants
arran: nice
me: yes
arran: there is a poo party in my one piece bathing suit and you’re all invited
me: ew it was a black bathingsuit
arran: it must be weird being an astronaut
me: diapers ew
arran: it must be hard the first time you are like well here it goes I have to shit myself on purpose all the astronauts must talk about it with each other
me: my experience i ran from the pool at this motel resort thing up to the room and pounded on the door and as my mom answered it i let loose i could not control it so she opens the door to me standing there crapping like mad it was loud and violent and she busted up laughing
arran: haha
me: and my brother ran after me cos he knew something was up i ran away with my hand over my ass
arran: geez
me: and he turns the corner to see me crapping myself from a whole different angle
arran: haha
me: this story has been told by my mother to every single boyfriend i have ever had and all of our friends and their friends
i think all pet owner’s suffer from a certain degree of mental illness, the more pets = the higher the degree of mental illness, just a thought. anyway this is where we get cid’s special catfood, there are 6-10 cats that live in the store, i am guessing they were strays, adopted maybe and eventually all had sex with each other cos they all seem to have similarly coloured coats. they are my friends.
um YESSS!
Hello, there raymi,
Would you be interested in seeing “Edward Scissorhands” at The Hummingbird Centre and perhaps shooting the top of the show for your blog?
We are inviting four or five photobloggers. Let me know if you’d like to be one …
“Edward Scissorhands” is based on the original Tim Burton motion picture and is directed by Matthew Bourne who is the creative genius behind the all-male version of “Swan Lake”, “Car Man” and more recently “Mary Poppins” (on Broadway).
The show has been on tour in the US with sell-out dates in San Francisco, Los Angeles, Washington, DC, and New York. It has its Canadian premiere April 4 at The Hummingbird Centre and runs until April 7.
we saw pan’s labyrinth last nite and you know i have to say after all the hoopla made about it and how “AMAZING” and “SUPER SCARY” it is suppose to be i found it to be pretty “meh” i was kind of disappointed. that’s what happens when everyone can’t shut up about something and then more people can’t shut up about it and then EVERYONE has to go see it and then come and LIE to me or on their blogs. i mean, it is pretty decent but it is also kind of zzzzzzz. i was expecting more labyrinth and magical scary not all this geurillas in the woods business, i did NOT sign up for that.
also, they made the little girl a little too fearless, not believably so. i did like the faun dude cos he was always yell-talking at her and she tolerated it like it was completely normal HI YOU ARE SCARY AND YELLING AT ME I WILL DO WHAT YOU SAY.
don’t be angry if you don’t like my opinions about pan’s labyrinth i am typically apathetic about everything, that’s what being a depressive is all about, i’m not saying i am proud of it. if i went into outerspace and came back and was interviewed as world’s first blogger to orbit the moon my soundbyte would be “meh” – kidding. fil said he would dump me if i didn’t get excited about outerspace. moving on.
pan’s labyrinth is worth seeing but it certainly is not as good as everyone has made/been making it out to be, there’s maybe twenty minutes of scary if you add up all the mini parts, that is NOT ENOUGH.
oh we saw it in the vip theatre so unfortunately there are no little anecdotes of me being annoyed by other people to report. i did smuggle in a bag of baked rosemary chips.
