ok everyone i'm a big fat liar. not going to nyc. i've checked into my funds situation and have come to the conclusion that it's not such a good time to go seeing as i've spent a ridiculous amount of money on useless crap - thus, don't have enough to have a good time in nyc. meh. good thing is i got myself a job thing. i start tomorrow. i'll write a special letter to anyone who can guess what my new job is. it's not the radio gig, 'cos that's a volunteer position. anyhow. i'm around. give me a shout. it's raining today. and it smells like fish. i'm right near the atlantic coast so on misty days like today, everything smells like garbage or rotting fish heads. there was this old sketchy bum-dude hiding behind a tree in our side yard last nite. he was trying to talk to the cat. it was disturbing. and funny.

oh holy wow. someone got me that origami kit. that's spectacular. i am never going to leave the house now. ever.

alright i just spent too long a time trying to figure out the link to this greedy wishlist thing. i'm beyond frustrated & fed-up over it. i've figured out that when you click BUY RAYMI A PRESENT on the left-hand column of this blog, amazon.com makes the page jump to somewhere else on their stupid amazon site - someplace i don't want you to go to because obviously you're only suppose to go to amazon.com if you intend to buy raymi something. right? right. so in case one decides to look at my wishlist and see the things i want, you have to press BACK and that's how you get to the friggin' wishlist page. or you could do a wishlist search and type in my email rawkrawk@hotmail.com i 'm too scatter-brained right now to make it work. feel free to email me some advice on how to make it go directly to the wishylisty thing. someone better get me something after all the work i did. dammit.



ok so i'm going to NYC tomorrow. yes it's true. i'll be hanging with my slutty friend Genni. i'll get as many pics as possible of me and her together so you can see all the action.



i made sushi last nite. well, tried to anyhow. i'm the only one who liked it. it came out all ugly and sloppy and tasted like salty seaweed more than anything. it's alright 'cos i really like the taste of seaweed and other gross things. it's perfect for a spaz like me 'cos i make one on the spot, pop it in my mouth then i make ten more. it's so easy. half-assed of course.

raymi has her own radio show now. serious. it's called, something 'bout raymi


you want me to send u a tape of my show? we'll figger somethin' out. i don't promise it won't suck.

hi you guys. no i am not dead. just been busy walking around town and doin' the whole road trip thing. went to massachusetts again. it was fun. going to nyc this week maybe thursday. i'm tryin' to find a job in this small town but no one seems to wanna pay a foul-mouthed canadian under the table. i'm beginning to feel like the most unemployable person in the world. really. arrr. i have new pictures of me doing bowling poses in this fancy bowling alley. i know u can't wait.