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The Raymi the Minx blog

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I been sleeping on this selfie since I took it.

Hair and makeup on fleek yesterday. Only once I did it later for my big social outing to town to get ice cream and thinking pot. Before this glam-up I was a little bit rat of the skid kind. My fav, right behind Gargoyle and trash lady from the Labryinth. Sometimes I am Ruby Sue from Christmas Vacation.. but then also Blossom when it’s a big nose day. My bro keeps me humble don’t worry.

Hi new people and old.

Was thinking in the crapper ’bout the past just a bit of reflection nahhmsayin and I was chuckling thinking how I would go days without moderating my blog comments which was a problem because my fans were ravenous for the water cooler hangs that my vomments sections brought.

I had to moderate because of trolls that I did not and would not trust to wreak havoc on my beloved raymitheminx domain and thus, I employed a friend to mod for me when we went away for a week and this happened more than once. He was SO addicted to the racket that he would check comments for new ones when HE KNEW I WASN’T GONNA BE REPLYING TO ANY TIL I GOT BACK. This was pre-facebook so when Facebook came around we were like, so what, why? Also with twitter, I had to be forced to adopt the trend as I already had a thriving community in the palm of my hand. So those on it before me only were so because they were not popular like me (Carrie!)

Later on when I would link my blog posts to facebook to drive traffic my godmother said but where is the blog post?? People lost the ability to understand that they can go outside of facebook that there is internet outside of facebook. To get people these days to click off their platform to go to something else is a feat. If ur og (original gangster) like me u have seen it all and u know what I am saying.

Ps. my blog is 27 on Nov 28th!!!!

and so, my comment section was lit and fun and caused mischief and I have been told that I am very good at the comment. leaving them on other blogs too it was a whole network of us and if I was jelly of someone else’ post I would have to troll them to stand out, that was the name of the game. Years flew by. I did not properly monetize a thing and I did a lot of freebies.. so what, just a bit bitter as now the tools exist to cash in (still ain’t too late).

Can you believe going days without reading emails or checking comments and Facebook doesn’t exist. I would leave my laptop at the condo because the cottage didn’t have wi-fi what’s the point then fill up my SD card on my camera with pics because I couldn’t dump the pics so u keep deleting one of 5 pics of a sunset all weekend long. Now I check notifications more than inhaling and exhaling it’s beyond a sickness and I recognize it in others and ofc in myself. I can lock-in for hours standing still that’s why I will never have cellulite.

Not checking emails and comments for days was a tactic of my partner I believe to have me all to himself. You would think he would spend one minute out of that week gassing me up ever or telling me I am pretty and fun but nope, never got validated by my man because he thought I got enough from all of you from my blog from an entity that was not human but yet human, he thought he got to fall short. I wish I told him straight. We might have made it. I didn’t see a way for people to stop being moody tho, that’s my number one hatred. That and hearing people yawn for attention.

Thru this blog many doors have opened for me. I have made many friend and some foe. It anchors me, soothes me. I learn. We laugh. I feel less alone. I wished for messageboards before they existed and somehow getting my journals shared en masse I thought I would leave one in the park with a log for people to sign it out, I was 11 come on LOL. I’ve got some missing journals and I am desperate to know who took them off me when I was hammered. :( I planned to scan and publish them. FUCKKKKKKKKKK (ok putting that nagging thought away).

Anyway, back to this blog. I gotta find a pic for this post now, publish it, share it on ig, substack https://substack.com/@raymitheminx, fb and twitter. then edit my Orchard bar SSS Short sex story for substack and a smoldering photograph THEN wash my damn hair I am turning into one of the feral kids from Texas chainsaw massacre that helps Jessica Biel escape RAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRR.

RIP SARAH

I will be extra Raymazing for you today kiddo!

I noticed you weren’t commenting or engaging and i am ever so glad I reached out in time.

To all my little Raymis with health issues or going MIA or goin thru something, please let me know because worrying is my sport of interest PLEASE don’t go dippin’ on me. Serious.

RLW ESQ.

Did you subscribe to my Youtube channel yet it’s free!!!

Getting real close now to getting attacked by a sheep. Is it worth it for the ‘gram?

Count your blessings everything in life is temporary.

Oh ya, my stalker got love-bombed all summer long, mocked me, copied me, and was smug BUT he dumped her ass and kicked her out! Now she’s grifting off her son she was a deadbeat mother to. Carrie you suck! Karma finds its way eh maybe u shouldn’t have stalked and harassed and tormented a mentally vulnerable woman in Canada for over twenty years!!!!! I shake when I write about you, proof u are toxic and terrible for me. We are enjoying the smoke and mirrors performance too tho maybe u should open up and be honest for once with yourself?

lets see if she replies she usually does

message to Lena Dunham on substack

“still working on my book but I need to level up, what do u do when u feel a plateau, when u know ur ace at your craft and the work is coming, will come and be glorious, but u want an adrenaline surge of validation during the in-betweens rush of publication dopamine. I am looking for my marketing lever. I think I just want people to know so I dont have to do the work and write it all. overwhelming. thanks for listening LD.”

Freedom 250

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lol psyche! not the freedom 250 that you are thinking of exactly BUT it’s day 250 no alcohol today so we can say it’s freedom from that, lul. and let’s be so fr the title is an SEO grab so let it ride.

Click here to see the uncensored version and subscribe to my substack buckos! RAYMITHEMINX.SUBSTACK.COM 250 DAYS! ALCOHOL FREE

I am trying to think of if I have ever done something else for 250 days before. Do jobs count? Lol. fuck they should, I guess so, from a resume perspective. Speaking of which, I am so LinkedIn checked-out but I have a souped-up account with a lot of thought leader contacts because networking was part of my gig before as well as I freaked out and changed it to my real name, I had to wipe a lot of shit as much as I could so I Laurened it up and I have this fantasy that one day I go back to RTM LI persona-mode and post something there out of nowhere. then like all these fuckin execs and guru bullshit artists start messaging me deals and offers lol. I swear to God being delulu actually works at least some of the time because you don’t know unless you try. What did Homer Simpson say? Bart, if you never try then you never have to fail so the moral is, to never try.

Ya no. I say disrupt like all those motherfuckers preach. Oh yeah? okay then BET.

Actually the wheels are in motion to cook a mixer up with some of these leads and whoever-the-fucks you now so if you would like to be involved in a thing, get in touch. See look, we’re already doing the thing now. Pin it!

Being sober is like a rollercoaster ride on an ever-changing track of options now that you’re with it, have energy, and the want to exist and engage. It’s great. Do I sound like an idiot with all this constant motivational crap stuff? Is it sinking in? Good because y’all could use a little help too. We should always be evolving.

I chatted with a pal and gave some wisdom the other day and maybe it’s TMI but it was on sex addiction and I was noticing patterns so I said you don’t gotta do all that you know, that addiction, that demon, the insatiable shit you’re addicted to well you are a lot sexier if you’re not constantly f—ing chicks just because you can like isn’t all that mess exhausting? Just know when shit is out of control and check yourself.. like it’s funny to hear the stories and be entertained but it gets to a point where you could really effect some change to a friend and it did, they were grateful.

In sobriety you talk about it a lot and spread it around and you don’t care as much about things that use to bother you, you gain a superpower – a fearlessness that those who are dependent on booze don’t possess because if they did then they would have the power to let down the drink, they do not, they are powerless.

I know I am and that is why I cannot do it anymore.

Sobriety is more fun and some homies are also on this path too. it’s exciting to reconnect and make plans that normal people do who aren’t sitting around drinking and doing drugs. It’s all about the journey, make that the destination. Don’t drink to escape and kill time fantasizing about a better life from your box of wine. Go thru the process of getting clean because once all that tough nonsense passes you will be sitting in a space where you are able to love yourself and remember why you are awesome and people like you and the walls aren’t caving in. Reclaim your life.

Look at me! You could be a guy like me!

see ya in the funny papers xo rlw

ps. this dance video is awesome. body is tea. my partner never danced with me and I am a hyper dancer so I started making youtube dance videos to get in shape and to make content for my blog too. The thing that really turned a corner for me was seeing the JT Ciara Love sex magic music video her body is tea and her bangs. It’s always about the bangs for me but anyway I was always about to start getting into shape again but not motivated. my ex made a fat comment to me, then I saw that music video and then it was SO ON. I locked in, got fit, then moved the fuck on. I am grateful for our time together and I have dreams sometimes of the past but essentially I released him from my minx talons so. No hard feelings. Everyone who comes into our lives are our teachers. this vid was 17 years ago but that math doesn’t add up it makes me 26 here when I am actually 24, strange. i also am sober in this, I did not smoke weed for 5 solid years and never drank during the day because I was blogging hungover instead.

what the blog

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My Ten Minute Interview is up!!!


Here is an excerpt:

How does your online persona, Raymi the Minx, differ from that of your offline self?

Well, apparently she is my alter ego but maybe she’s really me. She’s my inner beast and demons, a caricature that, over the years, I’ve injected more of Lauren White into. I noticed how much Angelina Jolie has matured into this being of elegance, grace and poise over the years; she wasn’t always that good, you know, so maybe people will get over this Raymi the Minx rep that I have and see that I’m actually mature, whether behind the scenes or the image I project onto my blog. I am fun-loving and happy-go-lucky; people do not see the sweetheart that I am, I have been told, and they never will because half of my audience is blinded by hatred for me, which is hilarious because they cannot look away.

Read more: http://tenminuteinterviews.com/lauren-white/

More soon later friends!!!!

there’s no place like fomo

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Yo amigos how you been? Oh me? Bored as shit whatevs heheh. This weather, something I incessantly complain about is legit killing my buzz. I’ve been working on my book. Going in a slightly different direction with it too que sera sera. I kinda wish I could tell you guys about it, but I will in time. You know when you do the things you love to do you just get all jazzed and wanna scream it from a megaphone and by megaphone I mean twitter. Pah. I’ll just chill then. I’m just going for it though I wanted you to know. The funnier things that I say and write tend to be more explicit in nature and people just can’t take it so I may as well stack ‘em all into one huge anthology telephone sized phonebook atrocity…

And like, the reason for writing this right now even and why I am gonna cut it short then hit pause and regroup later on with it. Why can’t I just Sarah Jessica Parker it what is wrong with my daily headfuck regarding my own constitution?

It’s two days later now. Your hero lost a day there to red wine and many expressive heartfelt apologies regarding that.

My foot is feeling better. Also the last couple days I’ve been in pain and haven’t really spoken about it, seems to be lifting now. If you don’t have your health you do not have anything. I felt like I was dying and my shitty horrible life flashed before my eyes. I’m gonna go see my family doc it’s due time.

Legs.

Ass. See how I ran out of nail polish remover yesterday halfway through. Ratchet. A bro is dropping me off a bottle right now haha I win that victory at least.

My hair is kinda getting bananas in a good way. Like a lion. I might add blond streaks to it like a major lionness. No? Speak now.

I love red wine. I do not love red wine hangovers. Hmm. Pickle, that.

Wasted yesterday but today I did not and tomorrow just might be hot too. Here is hoping.

Give’r.

Spicy lobster mac.

Spicy Canadian Geese.

OMG am I cross eyed? Omg do not care.

Ribfest weekend sure was a bender if there ever was one. Being captain of a small town makes every little fair a gong show I guess huh.

Lifeblood.

Carpaccio. I am predictible.

On my run it occurred to me that I probably eat chicken wings at least 4 times a week.

The Minx assumes many forms.

And see.

I’m lollygagging I should be showering.

Sorry I’m boring have a great night yo!

I just want to be a unicorn

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I was going to call this blog post LEGS ASS AND RIBS but I didn’t want to pigeonhole myself, I mean. I like this title better.

Plus, despite the onslaught of raymi selfies you’re gonna see here, there’s more to life than that. I think but I’m not sure. One thing I wanted to discuss in particular was the topic of nudes and what I think about the current affairs of today and how they pertain to me of course.

Actually, just thinking about this topic has exhausted me. Who doesn’t have nudes out there? Who doesn’t put clothes on everyday and put their shit together and not take ONE teeny picture? To send to a friend? Hello snapchatters. Anyway, it’s a giant wake up call is all and made me cringe a wee bit cos I sure as pie have been generous in the nudie-takey dept over the years, so… AND of course there’s the unmentionables a la #jlawleak we may or may not send to friends for a laugh because why not. All it takes is one of those “friends” to get a little sharesy though. I am just imagining the shit show that could be undone of all the nudes we have on each other and who will (if ever) press the button. Some people might be of the if I’m going down, you’re coming with me mindset.

Do I feel bad for Jennifer Lawrence? Yes. Is a piece of my heart blackened thus rendering me indifferent to all other bullshit and things that happen in the universe? Totally. Is this going to hurt her in any actual way? Negatory. And thus, the circle of oh big deal whatever is complete. She looks amazing in those photos. My mom said she looked like me in one and I was kinda like yeah I know but also kinda like where did my mom see nudes of me like that before? Haha.

Anyway, the internet is divided into victim shaming, blaming and discussion in general as it does when any celeb so much as farts the wrong way and I am already over it. Except I hear there’s a bj video that might drop which will suck for her lol nice pun.

It’s sad that women still have to fight to take control of our bodies and we always get razzed for it, most disgusting of all, by other women. The way I see it, if you’re at a place where you can enjoy and be comfortable in your own body then you should celebrate and show it off as much as you can because that confidence goes away at some point and you’ll pine for the days when you didn’t care.

Why would I go to the trouble to colour co-ordinate, dye my hair, fix my nails – to please just one person I see that day? No. I want to capture it for posterity and use it as content for my people. Try to be original about it, varietal.

Why am I even defending it? I’m not although it sounds like it. I am simply just saying. I feel like there are certain people in my feed who only added me out of a sick fascination obsession that relies on making fun of everything I post. Every selfie I put up and then sniggering about it to themselves. Who is the loser then here? Me or them? If I am such a tool then why look at me everyday. To make yourself feel better about yourself? Anyway, the fascination/obsession with celebrity and spying on our friend’s lives on bragbook isn’t a healthy one. To think there are actually people out there who do not participate in facebook, I mean I get it we all go on vacation and turn off our phones at some point but the thought still blows my mind as someone who is so deeply connected to social media and all the lovely garbage of the internet. I really need to kick this habit though or at east augment it so I am just a millionaire comedian who tweets witty one-liners that everybody loves.

Photographing our lives nowadays is simply part of the human experience. For some people, more than others and some more than that even.

Soul food in hell.

Okay. Let me tell you about Uncle Sam’s now. First, they won FIRST PLACE BST SAUCE! Second, they took care of me all weekend long and I capital love them and so do all my friends go life! I will never forget the day I first sauntered up to them 4 ribfests back and it wasn’t even about scoring ribs it was about not waiting in a huge line (good ribs equal long line) it was their energy and I love their hustle game plus they seem to like me and admire my own brand of insanity. I wish I could tell you more. One day in the autobio behind the raymi scenes like VH1.

In total: 3 whole racks of ribs
2 chickens
2 bottles of Uncle Sam’s Rib Sauce

I have an idea for a book again.

Like me! The future is yours!



I am retirig these shoes for a bit or wearing socks with them if possible. Went for a night walk in these and my feet are not happy with me for it.

We were in heaven. Thanks Uncle Sam’s!!!! I miss you already. :( Congrats on the win, have fun in Aurora and see you next year!

The people have spoken. Immortalized forevs ILU guys.

Stuff like this is what makes blogging worthwhile more so absolutely. If you want some raymi social medai gravy magic hit me up ;).

Me and some chill po po. You know, all weekend long if I wasn’t imbibing at ribfest in one way or another then I was running through it and checking out all the cops and don’t you know they be checkig me out too. You know I have a cop fetish right? They terrify and excite me. I feel drawn to them and then I run away without making eye contact as a pack stare me down. I guess it is weird to be a runner in a crowd you kinda stand out dressed in terminator gear.

You have a lot of self reflection time when you run and if you write it comes back in fragments to you, a thought, a moment. But all of it alone, spent alone. Watching. being watched. I live a lonely sailor’s life it seems. Summer is important to me because of this isolation. I mean. I have a lot of friends and suitors but if the soul is always seeking and searching it will neve stop and it always needs down time, thus be the timeline of my life.

This east coast celtic band were such a good time. One of those moments you’re glad you stopped. I stopped the next day on my run and stood in the sun to tan my face while a band played zeppelin and a girl got up to sing Journey with them, then they did my G’N’R fav, I boogied a little. Running without listening to music is an entirely different experience. I could hear the things I normally do not. When I start gunning for it at one point a dude in said Yeah work it! at me. It’s empowering and encouraging. I try to do run squat lunges. In my mind I look like a gazelle and not goig to lie or deny that I do have grace in my movements when I lap and run. I don’t care. It makes people smile. I have a routine. One day I will stop telling and start showing.

Always an impressive spread.

Back to reality now though and boot straps done pulled up. Yeah right haha.

If you accidentally swim with Canadian money you will be okay btw now you know.

Hope you had a great weekend and enjoy the shorter week. xo rlw.