Hey diligent and loyal followers. So, this weekend I was busier than a one-legged man at an ass kicking competition and cos I like, be old now and stuff, guy I’s tired. If you know me I’m a semi-balanced type striking a fine line between laziness and doing lots. Living out here and all the shit that I need to do being in the city can get a bit exhausting, even just thinking about it but like, it’s all fun stuff so why the stress. It’s hard for some people to simply just enjoy their life and appreciate the fun moments and it’s so stupid because years from now I’ll think back to this weekend if I can remember it and be like THAT WAS SICK! And I’ll forget all about this needless useless nagging stress.

I learned that despite how urbane, interesting, funny, intellectual, obnoxious and relentlessly entertaining I can be, that I am nowhere near as interesting as my ass because my hits increased 400% thanks to my little stunt. Should I be the one to tsk tsk at though? No. It’s you perverts, not me.

Enjoy these now because once it’s cold I’ll be in fugly layers, in fact, I won’t even take selfies cos no one cares about snowpants. I bet I will be less active in the running dept all around, get fat and then become a massive bitch. Looking forward to it!

What the hell was I talking about? I just got busy doing a billion other distracting things on the internet and then my bud sent me this drawing and someone reported it on facebook like that. Omg so edgy right meow!

Anyway. The Urban Rodeo BBQ was uh-maaaaaaazing. Lots of wealthy hot people and somebodies walking around drankin’ and yee-hawing it up. Super super fun. I love The Brickworks.

Had a great stay at The Drake. I can’t believe how long wastoids stay out on the streets after last call, so loud right below my window but turned into white noise inevitably. Awesome room and service.

In case you were wondering which you always are about me, I brought two pairs of the exact same pants with me and wore one on each night despite looking like I wore the same pants for 48 hours which isn’t a bad thing people re-wear jeans all the time. I wore my runners cos my right foot “injury” “whatever it is” was acting up again and none of my cool footwear can deal with that and trekking through the city for multiple activities which didn’t end up being a problem anyway this time cos I was a total princess and had cabs and drives I was basically carried around in a papoose all weekend long.

Hi.

There are so many awesome goodies in your Drake room it’s very tempting.

I wrote a whimsical post once about how much I dug on fall but now I change my mind and I’m bitter on fall. Only because I know what’s coming after. Cannot deal. Hate cold. Despise snow. You have to bring more shit around with you in general like layers and hats and mitts and everything takes longer. I can’t run in snow. Balls. So take your gleeful autumn is for lovers thing and put it on mute. It’s just a personal thing with me and fall so don’t you take my feelings personally against your pumpkin spiced latte farts okay? ok.

Don’t worry I rolled my eyes at myself when I took this. Oh shut up Toronto it’s only the most obvious known graffiti wall on Queen West. Well people in Edmonton don’t know that! See how I have fights with myself insecurely about things I worry a ghost snob might deign to think about the crap I blog?

There we go. I ate a lot of bacon today. In fact, bacon and chicken wings seem to be things I feast on often. Can’t be good. Sometimes I look like a curvy little meatball just saying this is one of those times.

Woke up early today to check out and leave city and then the hunger hit. This bacon was so good. I bet I have the arteries of John Candy.

This is why I love Brickworks. I said to my date, “DAVID SUZUKI” and he either pretended to know what I meant or knew what I meant by that. Fuck I don’t even know. Okay yes I do and it has to do with evergreen trees and something Canadian, long story short.

Not to be a stalker or anything but hi.

Do you guys remember that time I had my own public access program in the 90’s?

Wine and beer are great but cocktails at a thing like this are far greater. These were SO GOOD!

Of course.

Shockingly I made a ring toss. Carnie games are impossible everyone knows that.

The more you change, the more the Drake stays the same and I dig that consistency. I’m a Toronto pariah now so I like things again.

I shall continue my tales another time though. Have a good night.

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Hey remember that time I was in a music video for the beauties (and I had no idea it was being shot, not until it had been up for 2 months!) and you saw me all these times within a minute?

And in a vintage Puma tee no less. That’s the owner of the Drake beckoning me, we were hanging with him Stew and Trish and I. Fun night!

And then I danced. Like I said, I didn’t know they were shooting a video! I had come from burlesque practise and was all YOLO on a Sunday night, as The Dakota was wont to be those nights yeah.

Full vid here. Good times.

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Time for a Mom feature Little Raymis. It has been been awhile plus this w/e it’s all about yo mama! Lets check out what the dream team Tracey the Minx and Lolo got from The Drake General Store for their Mom Wow shopping date. Ten times cooler than sending flowers, these chicks love to do things (spazzes). So a shopping excursion and lunch in the city courtesy of my home away from home homies The Drake/General Store was the dopest idea. I can’t be there to do it myself this year and do the here is a construction paper card with a crappily drawn flower on it DAUGHTER OF THE YEAR custom-made. Hell I bet if I made those I could sell them for $100 each (self inflated egotism at its best). Remind me to assemble a team of interns to make homemade cards and plagiarize my name on them as my next career move project to fizzle out after 6 months.

Hi! On with the showmance lets go.

Oooh I wonder if my tweet made it into shit girls say, they retweeted it and it got retweeted like gangbusters.

Nice stems jeezis. Nice glasses too! I love how they copy and one-up each other constantly, we always copy each other’s “thing” it’s cute, playful, and fun. Monkey see monkey do. Life is a mirror.

I love this store. Ever since it opened. The owners are dreamy too.

I have never eaten so many eggs in my life since living here.

As a writer I have a great affinity for books, journals, note paper, whimsical stationary, collecting meticulously effortlessly designed notebooks. This makes my heart swoon.

I love this photo. Lois is my godmother. Am I a mother collector? I think I am. GAhah. All your moms are belong to us! I think it’s because my mom is like a child and I am a habitual f–up I am a never-ending fix it project based upon my totally aggressively laid back lifestyle. In other news we watched Our Idiot Brother last night fwahaha.

These I love. I want to make a terrarium. I wish I was not so lazy that I would make one. I want to be the kind of person who makes terrariums. Like David Suzuki. I think I would faint if I met him. National Treasure. His daughter seems wicked too.

Why yes. I. am.

I can only imagine how Dom dealt with them on Thursday haha she said they were very charming. I said my mom is worse than me no filter, which is the charming part D said. AWWWW.

Nice. I knew my mom would have a field day photographing in there. Bonus Mother’s Day gift for the obsessive shutterbug.

In their natural habitat, divas.

Okay ok ocray.

Oh my god I want new clothes so bad.

I want that dress. Love this picture. Florida tanned.

Canadian summers are the best though.

I would love to table dress. I like arranging things, decorating, kitschy vintage-modern, post modern eclectic, nostalgic curiosities. I am a “things” kind of person. Things are based on emotions, the need to tap in to them also if you’re a loner you like play things to fill in for people.

As a girl, how does this box of beads make you feel? She either got it as a gift for a girl or for herself and now she’s going to make me a bracelet.

This makes me feel awesome. Plus “I need it”. I need it in a cabin I don’t own yet.

I guess my mom “needed” this too. She has a lot of jewelry. I “need” some of it. Lol.

Nice smirk Tracey wtf.

Omg seriously.

Ahh.

Yes you do!

Mom are you on a red carpet? Love it.

Totally I love eating soap. J/k

Can’t wait for my shopping spree!

So Parisian.

The D. Gen is like opium. Prozac. All that and more.

It’s designed like a retro pharmacy too. How appropriate. In Papiamento they call it Botika. In Dutch, Apotheek. You learn these things in other countries when you have to drive all over town searching for them and they don’t speak English. Apotheek sounds like Apothic, which assuages my inner-goth. You learn so much here don’t you now.

I just love the digs here. Maybe I am homesick? No just being a traveling bohemian minimalist on a budget makes me yearn to shop more. You realize you have everything in life you already need already, you don’t need to buy more — just one more thing for your mom for Mother’s day though because giving her your new no-buying mentality as a gift this year is a little too last minute fellow Buddhist, you can do that next year ahaha.

Lets play who drank what.

Oh mom.

Love post lunch booze walks, everything is surreal and magical and less boring than when sober. Are we walking on a ship right now? Feels like it lol.

So Tracey.

I’m glad you had a wee stroll around Queen west.

It’s colder here I’m jeals of the Toronto temperature.

Oh my god yum.

THIS PICTURE IS PERFECT. Lois always matches to something.

Quirky is the best.

Oooooh that’s the one you “needed” most of all. Happy Mother’s Day you deserve it! I love you.

You too Lolo. xoxo

I got my blue toms from the Drake General Store when I was living at Adventure House when I was 27. They were like 70% off! I like Tray Cray, love a good deal.

Hehahahee. How many visions of the future I see when I look at the billions of photos of my mom there are out there nevermind Dolly Parton from the previous post. Dutch Bf saw what I was going to look like in the future in Aruba and was like alrighty then. He said He found me, I chose him, he take me. yes we speak engrish. Sorry.

There you go Toronto.

I love stuffed animal things most of all. Sometimes if you’re feeling childish enough your stuffed animals start talking and the rudest sh– comes out of them, hmm funny how that is yeah.

Thanks for Wowing our Moms. And for being open on weekends (oibviously) so I can last minute Christmas shop. I bought my dad a mini air hockey game from The Drake General Store one year.

Sunglasses fetish. The trick is to know the shape of your face. We have heart shaped faces so cat’s eyes work. Plus we have cat’s eyes too. Meow!

I had that black backpack as a kid.

They got the hipster space pillows too. Jealous awesome I love it. Do those travel pillows actually work or do people just buy them to look like they’re flying a star trek spaceship? Btw there are always cute girls in the Gen store it gives you nervous boners I mean that’s what I heard and when I say you I totally do not at all mean me.

Ladies who lunch. Gee who’s PR heel is that???

Think ‘em girls did the city well happy you had a lovely afternoon and the sun was shining.

VIPLEASE all-star treatment that’s how we do.

How cute is this loot.

I want that sweater.

Tracey and her tea. Your British roots are showing. Seriously if we’re practically late for something we will still have time to go to Tim Ho’s drive thru somehow to get a tea for Tracey. INFURIATING.

What’s a Tracey post w/o some family secrets in it?

Those pillows!

First I wanted the gold pig, now I want the pink one. NEED. For all my foreign collections of coins.

Your dog is hairy.

Nice clover showcase.

Fungry.

Wise choice.

So Thelma and Loiuse right now. You can both be Geena Davis.

My top favourite photo of the post.

Punchable faces.

Just give me everything.

Look it’s NDP you two.

How many brunchangover pictures do I have of myself on this patio heh. That was rhetorical. I want an ALT NOW.

Those candles are a classic Tracey present. If you get a candle from her IT MEANS SOMETHING.

Totally Apothecary. Good one guys.

Darling.

Loot there it is.

And that’s that Happy Mother’s Daymi! XOXO. Now you go spoil your moms now.

Thanks for the sweet genetics.

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On the one hand living on a life schedule to a completely different tune to everyone else is kind of thrilling, but it is stressful too because you’ve still got to adhere and play along, go along, clock in the next groundhog day, blog. People seem busy I feel so it’s okay to dip out in the winter months. I do get “online bullied” for my Nomadic Raymi lifestyle though. Half of me is like FUCK EVERYONE ELSE seriously I don’t feel blogligated to live like everyone else and be like everyone else and I never did, never will. It is mad frustrating moving around though, each day is different and I still have virtual obligations but I can leave my laptop behind and just “chill out” bro let it mellow, get to it later. It’s okay. You get antsy when you can’t write on keys at your modern type writer or regurgitate all the junk in your head and call it a blog post. You, go crazy. A lot of soul searching. You hang with your friends and you see men who don’t give a shit about you. I’m going to stop the latter. It doesn’t seem right to abuse my powers. Or test myself anymore. You fall out of love with everything. Yourself. Everything.

This was a decent affair though. The Glitzy Lips were super fun. I started off with the darker pink, then switched to lighter. They’re sending more colours. NICE.

Amazing skills.

Miss Lin!

Holly is adorable.

Have a great time in the Bahamas Tanya!

Closing time! We annihilated these because we were annihilated. Right Shannon? They’re only out for a limited time so I better go get a bag for dinner tonight I bet they don’t even fucking have them out here ugh.

Egg in a hole. Boom. Delish.

Pear spinach meh salad. It came with a copy of VICE magazine so you win some you lose some, you gain some.

I only wear black these days I am boring, beatnik, chic, hidden, ignored, it’s awesome.

Sunday deserves an award for how much we drank. This week is definitely drier I promise.

Courtney is going to MTL for her 30th. Hmm. I like how you are allowed to do something insane when you turn thirty. Maybe I should have a nice quiet night to myself for my thirtieth with a cup of tea and the paper at William’s LOL NOTTTTT!

Tim Burton liked this photo too. See, in to this shitty life a little sunshine must sometimes leak.

I love the Drake. Not ashamed to admit it.

TB liked this pic too! I don’t even care if it’s his foot or a steward instagramming as him it’s def connected to the head honcho in command in some capacity.

Hey mum look I am like a goth Eileen (me Nan to the rest of you).

Courtney and I switched over to grapefruit mimosas for our second dranks. That’s when Shannon turned up. It was a nice boozy girl day. I saw a mom and daughter duo put back pure champers at 11am so, that was awesome ahaha.

My podcast buddy has this quitting smoking device, it’s like a hooka maybe, slightly flavoured and before you know it your entire mouth is filled with smoke it’s crazy! Especially when you smoke it in between smoking cigarettes like good luck there bro. You know I’m a non-smoker right?

And then yesterday’s lunch was dreamy and amazing and drinks-filled too. I like to celebrate myself before heading home or sufficiently lubricate thereof. Then I do that again when I come back, it’s an interesting cycle and probably has to stop.

I really do love this hood and if you can believe it I’ve never been to Pravda. Don’t worry I have been to many and lots of other piss holes but yeah, Raymi + vodka bar will probably go down in Russian history make sure to be there to witness it.

I love sipper drinks. This is Swish (by Han)’s take on the almighty Negroni. Dayum good too. I like a frothing all over the place drink it’s a great indicator into what will be happening to you later on in a stupor lol. j/k.

Oh hi mom.

Stephy was like you have no idea buddy.

I was one of the last customers in the supermarket, this one closes early. There were a few other weirdos in there with me distracting me from what I really wanted. Turns out I have all these (still good!) vegetables in the crisper too bonus (jerk veg stir fry holla!) but yeah this is what I finally settled on. Being a foodie makes you have all these wild cravings for things paired with guilt, like pesto, confronting you in house-made tubs but then okay if I want that I’m going to put it on a salad instead. But then you notice spicy pepper oil too in this aisle showcase of pre-prepped foods like a majorly ghetto Whole Foods and a guy in the craziest fur winter hat sculpture on his head that you have ever seen throwing all kinds of junk in his mini-cart it was kind of inspiring because he was on a mission with his friend, me, them, and one other woman shopping at the end of the world pushing our luck as it was passed 8 and the employees were circling us like vultures and I stood there wondering what they were gonna get up to later on, he looked like he was stocking a bomb shelter cocktail party I wanted in.

Good thing goth/grunge or soft grunge is back and luckily I dress like a _______ so it’s all good. Not caring about my appearance as much these days I find too many young people aka teenagers giving me nods of cool approval. Whatever I’m becoming something of a seasoned scenester anyway it only makes sense to embrace it.

I was ultra pleased to look way less of a drag queen than had previously anticipated.

Have you voted again yet today? Please do! Let me know you did and I will have you on file for a future IOU for anything you desire. #seriously. You have to do it twice though: Here & here!!! Thx.

Ah doyeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

I always go with the Alt. Not very alternative of me but this time I had egg whites even more skinnifying than poached and less messy all around.

Cheers. Mimosa tour.

These two go together pretty funny couldn’t resist.

How adorablah.

Asian pears, kim chi, blue cheese ah-mah-gad yum.

They were out of dessert so we had a bun. Worked for me! Alright time for some Raymercise. Hope your Wednesday’s a gas. xo RLW

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last nite fil was specifically asked by some BSS guy or whatever to go to the drake to shoot their band, bill priddle?

Phil: bill priddle is a guy in the band
the band is don vail
“don vail’
and it wasn’t bill who mentioned me
just say one of the guys in the band

anyway i went too once i figured out some appropriate attire to camouflage my bloated insecurities, turns out it was plaid nite, great, got that memo.

bought a jar of black bean seasoning to try and emulate sweet lulu, not even close guys. ps. i accidentally refer to that place as lululemon sometimes FIL WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO LULULEMON I’M STAAARVING!

and here we are.

and are.

and.

still my favourite postcard (undies on the left), i have at least 50 different photos of it from separate occasions.

so it’s no secret i have a few issues with the outside world and being in it and people looking at me so something like a disco ball to busy myself with is totally appreciated.

i liked the first geezer band specifically cos the drummer was layin’ it on thick in between songs like a been there done that wizard ‘cept he was kinda preaching to the wrong choir (he did make a few funny comments i have no recollection of at the moment, all i remember is fil laughing so there you go). he said sobriety was overrated, yeah cool story guy.

curtis santiago was a good scene, very fun.

not fun though was guy from geezer band number 1 planting himself RIGHT in front of allison. i at least enjoyed it.

allison kept referring to herself as mickey rourke face as she had just recently went to see The Wrestler by herself! can you believe it, holy balls. anyway no, sorry, no mickey faces here. i can’t wait to see that movie myself, but not by myself, and i will require two juice boxes of shitty merlot and a chill pill, i can do this. have you seen the trailer yet?

i also appreciated the ironic white supremacist laces which i shared with allison who then snapped that i was NOT going to write anything bad on my blog tomorrow. what! come on, i said i liked it, and what is that NOT irony? i know what you’re doing there like when you wear that keffiyah thing over a teeny t-shirt. message FULLY received, is all. (ps. if you say “is all” after a telling it like it is sentence it cancels out some of the sting, it’s my new just sayin’)

next time i’m showing up trashed and i will dance the floor tiles into oblivion i promise. i’m just way too shy when up at the front so close like that and i allow my thoughts to overtake me, getting older sucks people, if you can avoid it, DO.

um, dewy youthful vitality much holy hell jenn take a relax pill on the health.

ok that’s better and what is going on with my body i didn’t know i was wearing spanx last nite.

curtis meet fil, fil, curtis. fil said he was glad we stayed cos he could not take one bad shot of them.

do you subscribe to the plaid shirt news feed? first of all nice vogue there (i mean it) but seriously, i always freak about what to wear to the drake and i gather many others do too, it’s a different set to scene to, like, you have to try but not look like you tried, and you can’t wear too much black cos then you’re just totally invisible, unless that’s what you were going for. why can’t i wear the outfits that i pull together magically fantastically and waste on nites we don’t do anything? guh.

shut up allison with your tiny waist.

ok so this is me here making an effort to dance and thinking oh please let this vodka be THE ONE and in my head i’m thinking over and over i want to fucking die so i just did some little dance sidestep shuffle. too much pressure for last song impromptu dance party.

long hair comes in handy much in the way people hide behind their spectacles. if i can’t see them they can’t see me. which now come to think of it is how i have been dancing as of late and reason why i bump into shit. it has nothing at all to do with alcohol. how many times was alcohol mentioned in this post jesus.

would have been a good shot, curtis came up to allison and danced with her and i evaporated, dave took these. (his blog is private now so no point in linking to it. i accidentally went to davesummerfield.blogspot.com yesterday haha check out that guy)

oh what a baby.

no no SHOW MY LEGS IDIOT!

if i had a white patch in my hair i could look like that chick from what not to wear. fil says it looks terrible. not on dudes though, not fair.

i ruined every single one of these shots with my stupid face and i kept tripping over my own feet and some guy was in the bg doing awesome drunk jock poses too, i might just white out my face and use them anyway cos they’re funny.

oh man and then the best thing happened, 1 of course all the booze hit me (that last goblet of vodka sauce comps. jenn did it)(why can’t we get drunk in rewind?)(did your mind just get blown too?!) and then this little awesome guy hit the stage with one of the guys from spiral beach, no matter, this guy STOLE IT holy fuck right down to his pacifism kicks ass sticker. they’re called the entire universe? someone get me the name cos i finally like something here.

his 1970 cottage haircut was the best.

HAHAHHAH LOVE

then up to say bye to jenn busted her doing shots, what a girl.

RIP dude. every time i wear those all i do is talk to everyone on my gchat how i’m wearing these hilarious holey underwears that are barely a month old and i just can’t get over how many fucking holes are in them and WHERE are they coming from?? i was going to save them for a special hugging with pants off occasion, you know, heat of the moment all that so fil could feel like hercules, anyway, when we got home i showed him what i’d been wearing all nite and how on last legs they are so he went to town on the spot. i’m glad i could share this with all of you.

VOTE VOTE VOTE just four more hours to go! VOTE VOTE VOTE! <3 <3 <3 be patient with it, help out nanatheminx.

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