get ready to listen to the best song in the universe. jack and i recorded it in NYC when i was 18.
and yes i wrote the lyrics too. the first one is a .m4a whatever that is but here it is also as an .mp3 for you dumb people who don’t know how to save things.
and i know that iruleit is a gay name but i had to think of one on the spot right now so that’s what it is. oh and also because it is the best song in the universe therefore that makes me rule it.
i’ll put up another one next week.
i tried to watch that movie taxi but the first ten minutes is just too ridiculous to stomache. queen latifah is this cycle courier who does all this insane biking around nyc, through macy’s and off the brooklyn bridge onto the top of a truck, down into the subway and through the open doors and dodges all these cars and shit like wtf?
and then she gets back to her courier stand and everyone is all like HOLLA! and then her hot tall model boyfriend shows up and is all lovey-dovey and in a bad mood cos she is all obsessed with her bicycle and becoming a cabbie and she gets this souped up part for the engine and she is like cumming in her pants over it meanwhile hot model boyfriend has a candlelit dinner waiting for her at home and she misses it cos she has to go wait in line for her cabbie license.
fuck that.
the new shining. it takes a little bit to load.
a moment with raymi and her mom
Tracey says:
(lkkr)
raymi says:
huh?
Tracey says:
(wave)
raymi says:
nothing
raymi says:
all i see is (wave)
Tracey says:
elmo2
Tracey says:
do you not have msn 7.0 downloaded
raymi says:
no i dont
Tracey says:
get Phil to download it for you, its much better
raymi says:
uh i am highly capable of downloading it myself mom
raymi says:
is this what you do all day, send emoticons to your friends?
Tracey says:
then do it I can send you some neat things
raymi says:
not interested
raymi says:
that shit is obnoxious
Tracey says:
I’m about to leave, doing the run for the cure on sunday do you want to sponser me
raymi says:
the cure for what, homosexuality?
Tracey says:
can I come over to your house I need you to show me how to crop photos,
Tracey says:
no for the cancer cure
raymi says:
i know i was kidding
Tracey says:
where is your heart Lauren
raymi says:
sure ill sponsor you
Tracey says:
k when can I come over
raymi says:
you’re all new-agey and stuff now
raymi says:
ill come over there and show you
raymi says:
after the weekend
Tracey says:
not at all I’m just living a more positive life, you should be proud of me for a change don’t you think I’ve survived a lot of negative things you should try and be proud of me
raymi says:
i am proud of you i wasnt at all being negative
Tracey says:
I am a good person lauren
Tracey says:
try not to hurt people
raymi says:
im NOT HURTING YOU
Tracey says:
you never seem to see the good Im doing
raymi says:
i do see it holy fuck do you know how to read
raymi says:
raymi says: you’re all new-agey and shit now
raymi says:
how is that bad?
Tracey says:
I’m healthy thats a good way to be
Tracey says:
I cleaned out my closet do you want any of my clothes
raymi says:
put them aside
Tracey says:
k
Tracey says:
do you want this for your blog
Tracey says:
I don’t care anymore if you write stuff
raymi says:
yeh i was already cutting and pasting it
Tracey says:
k let me do a blog spot I think the producer would like the idea
Tracey says:
I’m a funny writer
raymi says:
i should make u yer own blog
Tracey says:
I have a huge following on msn
raymi says:
a huge following on msn how is that possible?
Tracey says:
no, it would eat up my life
raymi says:
not anymore than u already allow the internet to
raymi says:
ok i have to go leave me alone now
Tracey says:
I have so many people that want to talk to me cause I’m bright and funny so put me on your fucking blog they will love us
raymi says:
will u leave me alone
Tracey says:
k, let me know how the meeting goes, I want to blog with you it will be like the Osbornes
raymi says:
i have ads on my blog its an actual job now
raymi says:
yer so fucking vain
Tracey says:
k well let me blog you are vain too
raymi says:
bye
Tracey says:
we can be vain together can you phone me after the meeting
raymi says:
sure BYE
Tracey says:
and tell me how you want me to blog with you
raymi says:
oh my god shut up
Tracey says:
k thanks lovely daughter
Tracey says:
don’t forget where your brain and good looks comes from
Tracey says:
call me later ox
raymi says:
uh my brains come from dad’s side
Tracey says:
no way hon
Tracey says:
we see things the same way
raymi says:
maybe my mental retardation comes from you
Tracey says:
we are both nuts
raymi says:
exactly
raymi says:
ok bye for real im blocking you
Tracey says:
have to be nutty to see such art
Tracey says:
thanks for all your support
Tracey says:
bye for now oxox
Tracey says:
Kerouac
raymi says:
yes yes
georgebushdoesntcareaboutblackpeople.com
i think it’s funny how some blogs or websites have really fucking tiny fonts it’s like hello everything on this webpage is a secret that is why everything is typed tiny.
once or twice a week my dad calls me and is all hey man let’s hang out and i’m all sure dood let’s get waaaasted and then i have to call him back and be all oh wait i forgot we are going to a play or something or he calls me and is like yeah i changed my mind i just don’t feel like hanging out anymore.
is anyone watching Huff right now on VOD or has seen all of the episodes? i want to start a nerdy group email discussion type thing so we can talk about it but don’t tell me what is going on beyond episode 8, i just watched it and BAM KAZOOM POW it is amazing. ps. it is like my new survivor except i watch it during the day and it makes me want to do a mountain of blow.
we are going to a play tonite tho i forget the name of it.
last nite at metric i said imagine if everyone could hear what everyone else was thinking, it would be like a sea of THAT GIRL HAS FAT LEGS and THAT GUY IS A TOTAL FAGGOT and fil said well eventually people would get use to it and we’d think nicer thoughts and then this chick walked by and fil said something mean about her and i laughed. but only amongst ourselves. and then a different girl walked by and her tag was sticking out and i wished that she could hear my thoughts about her tag sticking out.
and then all those douche bags with up-turned collars would have two choices. 1. fix their collars 2. punch in the face.
then this weirdo guy was dancing like mental and a bouncer walked by and it looked like he was going to ask him to stop dancing but he didn’t though it would be funny if he did.
that was funny. i’m funny.
i did a stupid thing when i changed all of the colors of my blog, i made the date the same color as my background so you can’t see it, can someone tell me where in my template is the date-thing so you can read it? i don’t want to change around a bunch of shit if i don’t have to.
