fil's dinner, jerk manwich.


we are going away tonite so this is my last post until tomorrow evening? i know, HARD, sorry guys. if it helps any i am growing a planet above my lip and i am fat-feeling and i have to be on good behaviour and i don't get to use ANY of my solid gold A+ material (murterial haha) cos it does not go over well and no one gets it and then a tumbleweed busts through the room. so think about me with a huge zit and feeling fat and uncomfortable and prolly drinking to compensate and getting weepy i dunno. if you are desperate for an outlet you can comment to each other in my aboutraymi comment section, it is unmoderated. you can also leave me comments here to come back to and feel special about.

ok here is a poll because we are besties:

what is the best/coolest/funniest?
	blowjobs forever!
	a mountain of nachos and cocaine!
	beingeaten out on ecstasy for two hours and falling asleep!
	READING RAYMI'S BLOG DRUNK AND DREAMING ABOUT HER AND DRUNK COMMENTING!
	rocket shoes!
	making passes at your bf's dad
	passing out in a park waking up naked in a different city with paint stains all over your mouth ahaha
	shitting your pants in a museum and all the doors are locked from the outside
	making a castle out of refrigerator boxes doing ketamine and being stuck in a k-hole in a refrigerator boxes castle for an entire weekend
	dating my mom
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probably the most important decision you will ever have to make.

guess what i voted for.

i had the 88.






my brother's first sapporo when they brought it out he couldn't believe how big it was, he said it tasted like canadian.




my dad reading us seinfeld-like jokes, all rhetorical but of course i tried to answer them literally.







chopsticks virgin.



my dad called the waitress a liar (not to her face) cos she said that one order was small, so he ordered two and was like this is too much, i tried to tell him, oh well. oh yeah later on they were like where is the bread? hahahahah.





blurry, brother had this.



he wouldn't give me a shrimp, well at first before tasting it he offered but then he got mental greedy once he tasted it. one even fell on the floor and after much convincing, he ate it too. aw.



cool story dad. my brother and dad's thing is to make faces at me when i'm not looking and make eye-contact with each other and that signal means that i am an idiot, even when i'm just talking about something that isn't funny or pretentious. i am the whipping boy and the burn is to compare me to a certain family member, call me by their name and it sends me into a rage.



mine.



i gave my brother a piece of salmon, i wolfed the rest.




the top left tasted like butter no i am not john favreau, dunno what they are though.

from pita-q bloor/spadina, derno the story behind the paper tho anyway, suicidal sober nite equals EAT THE WORLD and you can tell i am serious about eating because i sat down in sexyland (fil's table) to 100% focus on this guy.



they must have made some changes cos it was actually delicious, before it was on the dry side and the bread was thicker and dustier like i just went to a bakery and not a shawarma pit-stop.



cid knows something is up.




DUDE!



the trick to raymi's diet is save the rest for fil.



do you know how hard this is!? i can't even believe i'm doing it AS I AM DOING IT it was like an out-of-body experience, probably my first one ever.



*sniff* anyway i sat down at my laptop and ten minutes later got up and finished it then i had the eatings guilt. didn't last long though.

now on to dinner.







good call on the two bowls, sharing is impossible with us.



super sweet grape tomatoes, i hate tomatoes well cherry ones, i managed to eat four of these.






the leftover dressing we sopped up with some baguette so delicious i am in a fight with you guys right now just because.

+++

notice how nobody makes aids jokes anymore?

it's like AIDS? sorry 1990! big whup AIDS!

i bet kids don't even know what aids are anymore. my old roommate lucas, we used to call him lucasaids, cos i bought a bottle of lucozade once and i was smoking tons of pot and was manic and made everyone's name into a crazier version of itself. we would say lucasaids! then laugh for five minutes, hyper-ventilate can't breathe tearing up cry howl laughing then whoever caught their breath first would eep out whisper it again lucasaids then die laughing again.

sigh, aids jokes RIP.

oh man AIDS RIP how funny is that?

ok sorry, SOrrEE!

what's funnier AIDS RIP

or

RIP AIDS?

i think RIP AIDS new blog title!

jokes about AIDS

next topic we will discuss "just saying" - my own mother said it the other day, JUST SAYING is officially over dewds.

fun with cheapness, destruction, and creativity. haha yeah oozing creativity here people.




how did i acquire these butt grabbers?



these are size 32s from h&m, where everything is loads small, or is it just my fucking hips and love handles? anyway these always fit but not in a nice enough way, and while the bigger pants look is coming back, slight bell-bottom shit, these just won't suffice, too fucking big, i never wore them and missed the chance to whenst in-between sizes.




you can only look sort of skinny if you are barefoot and everyone around you is high on the weed and you are telling a hilarious joke, other than that you are an elephant.






haha after vogue like before i am all sad and obese with thunderclouds above my head and now my life is changed forever. oh and i am a fat water-retaining premenstrual pig right now.