A month ago I felt it necessary to leave my kindred city for a week-long sojourn to a place called Deep River, a good 190km NE of Ottawa.
A month ago I felt it necessary to leave my kindred city for a week-long sojourn to a place called Deep River, a good 190km NE of Ottawa. I was invited by someone who I didn’t know much about, aside from what I had gleaned from his Flickr account, a few email volleys and the two times I had met him: once at an art show of mine, where seemed normal enough, quiet; and the second time during a drive-by drop off of a hardcover copy of Jpod that I had jokingly signed in exchange for a $50 LCBO card. (What? Fans want shit.)
Essentially, I did not do enough of a background check on this guy. Based on our correspondence he seemed normal, intelligent. This guy emails me a month ago or so to read his writing, which I never looked at. I tell him fuck no, I can’t read that shit — I should be working on my own fucking book — but I will travel to this shitty little town of yours and sequester myself in a room and get as much of my writing done as I can in a week’s time.
I knew he was crazy on the first night. He told me he moved there following a nervous breakdown from city life. Red flag. Later on that evening at the house I was to be staying at (thankfully, not his), we were listening to music kinda drunk when he looks at me and says, “You can sense my happiness.”
I kissed him on the lips before pulling a Houdini and crashing for the night. He slept on the floor of this house with absolutely no other furniture in the room other than a table and chair and chimney stove. Nutbag. Eccentric. Whatever, right?
No. It is not fucking OK to crash on the hardwood floor for a few hours, then get up at the crack of fuck to put on a suit and wake me up with a plate of shrimp and a cup of coffee, and then get into my bed with your shoes on. I hugged myself protectively as my mind drunkenly raced about how far out of hand this was getting. Shrimp? Hard shell, peel-and-eat shrimp with coffee? I politely told him I needed to sleep more. Alone.
I keep playing this moment in my head over and over, looking up at him lifting the blinds and putting a dinner plate of shrimp down on my bedside table. It was definitely the defining Kathy Bates Misery moment. I slept a few more hours until he called up to me about some guy launching a houseboat next door, which forced my curiosity to get the better of me. When I go out to investigate this Twin Peaks-y bullshit, Crazy Guy asks if he can call me Elle. I take it to mean the initial of my name (Lauren) and he’s just going to pretentiously cutely nickname me for his own amusement, no biggie. I’m brought over to a man behind the wheel of a massive construction tractor in the middle of launching a houseboat. Crazy says dude’s name and that he must meet Elle. We “Yeah, hi” each other, mutually beyond uninterested, and I beat it back on over to the house, informing Crazy to never fucking call me that name again.
He was rude to every single person he introduced me to, snubbed his nose at everybody. It was clear no one in this town likes him. He put me in countless awkward situations. He hovered around me in the supermarket and when people were looking he’d hover even closer to make it appear as though I was his girlfriend. I wanted to save it all for when I left town and got enough work done before telling this motherfucker off, so I played possum.
Three days short of the length of time I’d planned to stay there, I finally began delivering my FUCK YOU AND THESE ARE THE REASONS WHY speech and he snapped. Have you ever seen someone lose it before? Like, come undone? He began to speak at the air in front of his face, blubbering that he’s really blown it, hadn’t he? Sobbing. During all this tension and back and forth telling him off between me and his buds, Crazy was downing shots of booze and popping chill pills. I had to pop half a clonazepam the second the guy walked into the room.
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After my party I am going away on a real vacation and you can bet your ass it won’t be to some small town in the middle of nowhere so I can end up skinned in an attic.
P.S. COME TO MY PARTY! It will be epic. I have two elite caterers feeding you, Cheese Boutique and Palais Royale. I have Appleton Rum on the case and you’ll get to go home with your own bottle. Tons of free ish in my gift bags. Dom Pare, a hilarious comedian, will be hosting/MCing the whole nite so you will be laughing and entertained. Dance party once it gets later. I’ll probably make a drunk crying speech and maybe some of my stupid friends will roast me. We’ll be givin’er for sure.
A decade is an acceptable milestone to celebrate.
Thanks for the party invite. I know this was just meant for me. I’ll be waiting with shrimp in hand
“You can sense my happiness.” Nice.
It doesn’t sound like he stalked you. He went for it and failed miserably but I don’t see the stalking.
should be titled, “I Begged to Get Stalked”.
i wish this was a better read. fucking garbage
Mildly interesting. The build-up started to suck me in but it really was a mediocre ending. Hence, I believe it’s true.
He didn’t stalk you. YOU WENT TO HIS HOUSE.
Dumb broads make me scared to raise a daughter. What if she’s as stupid as you?
it was a lot longer and more irritating to read they edited it quite nicely. bye!
cool story, bro!
Crap, Raymi. That sounds sketchy by anyone’s standards. Hope you have a great party!
You’re a writer?
why did you go live at someone’s house you didn’t know? it’s like you are stupid.
This chick is the most plastic dumbitch ever to obsessively photograph and post her own aging vapid narcissistic alcoholic clothes-horse bottle-blonde yuppie ass. She thinks people care about her ‘writing’, but her blog is really just ‘sex-in-the city’ wannabe soft-porn shots of herself in the mirror. She’s creepy as hell, she almost deserves mr. crazy.
Oh, and it’s her M.D. Dad’s band that’s playing, he probably subsidizes the entire Raymi world. Word of advice: Dad, marry her off to an Armenian grey-market car importer, already. Then that other poor shlump would have to help pay for her “art”.
I’d still do her tho. She’s hot. xxoo
P.S. Come see me up north again soon, Elle baby, mon chere.
^^^^ Ouch!!!
I can’t believe you dissed the guy for making you a breakfast of coffee and shrimp. Bitch. I would nearly give a guy a wristy for that (with a glove on and my eyes shut) or at least blow on it for that breakfast banquet.
And I’ve never heard of you so I looked at your blog. What the fuck is that shit? The world would be a better place if you became a moosehead on Crazy’s wall.
That niggah SHOULD brought you some SHRIMP & WHITE WINE, that woulda melted your panties.
wish i could add something original, but her blog is shit, and she seems to use the label of “writer” pretty liberally
hey now im an independet businesswoman. i bust my ass. i wish my dad gave me money.
posting full story of this shit after my party. basically, yes, i am an idiot.
I’m afraid I’m gonna have to agree with some of the other people here, it’s not stalking if you have voluntarily gone to this person’s house. And nothing in the story indicates stalking. Sure, he clearly was upset that he didn’t score. But… WTF??? Truly not a bright move. Taking up some random guy’s offer to stay at their remote home is well…GOD you sort of learn not to do that kind of thing in grade school don’t you? This story isn’t cute or funny… it’s scary and you are lucky.
My gawd you people are harsh. Raymi is an amazing chick and if you can’t see that then that’s fine, but why do you some of you feel the need to be so nasty? Just go on with your lives and try to be nice to the people you encounter, it makes life a lot sweeter.
who gives a flying fuck
dude you do or you wouldn’t have commented BURN
if this “stalker” were attractive this would have been a totally different article.
sounds like a perfect match actually, you’re both total fucking losers
p.s. obviously Binsk is the author
“who gives a flying fuck”
yeah. who gives a tiny little flying fuck
I like your pics. I´m masturbating, actually
commence scraping bottom of barrel
you´re a 3rd rate Lesley Arfin.
i don’t understand how somebody this self-absorbed hasn’t just absorbed themselves out of existence.
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If Lesley was Pearl Jam you would be like Creed
“hired an assistant so i can be less bridezilla.”
Anyone who writes these words is simply a BAD PERSON.
Yuck.
Also, what kind of psychopath has a blog where each post has a minimum 12-30 pics of themself?
Geez Raymi, you know better than that! I am really surprised you did this. You are very lucky you did not make the next days headlines! Why didn’t you leave when you first realized he was so bizarre? Please make better decisions in the future, I would hate for anything to happen to you….xoxoxo.
Her in one stupid accurate paragraph: “I am super beautiful and EVERYONE IN THE WORLD IS ENCHANTED WITH ME, if they say they aren’t it just cause they’re FUCKING JEALOUS!!!! Everyone stares at me everywhere I go, IT’S SO CRAZY EVEN THOUGH I PURPOSELY DRESS WACKY AND GLAM MY WHOLE HEAD UP, I mean, why is EVERYONE always staring at me???? I know I’m like famous and fairly pretty but EVERYONE STARES AT ME!!!!!!! No somewhat attractive female has ever been stared at the way I am, you have no idea. So ,what have we covered, I am outrageously beautiful (none natural), I love pouting and phony facing in ultra-flattering pictures, EVERYONE HATES ME! – jealous! haters!! why do you hate meeeeeeeee?? I’m so likeable!, I don’t know why I get so much attention even though MY ENTIRE LIFE IS ONE LONG BEEEGGGGGG FOR IT! Oh, and I’ll balance all this superficial, ugly-inside, fucking wanker ass shit with a “I’m crazy and depressed” post once in a while to, you know, bring myself down to earth. Or some shit. Don’t be mad at my neverending irritation okay cause I’m jut a sad, beautiful, myspace-photo-angler, attention whore.
Ugh. That could’ve gone on more but I got exhausted with annoyance just trying to imitate her.
She herself is a stalker. Bitch stalked me and sent me hate mail. TRUE STORY
you dont get this kind of shit outside of toronto. ya just dont. fucked up shit.
toronto seems like a really horrible place to live.
This story indicates what Raymi’s persistence at Street Boners already makes clear, which is that she is, above all else, a glutton for punishment.
oh god i love a good raymi bashing.
when you do it on her site she tracks you down and HAS to have the last word
not knowing who you are drives her crazy
oh yeah, i thought she was donating all the money from her i love myself bash to “charity”
riiiiiiiiight.
Ya gotta love this sordid shit, eh?
please putting idiots like this up on your site. it really brings your stock down. you can do better!
why did street boners even publish this? maybe it’s bringing in a lot of traffic? anyway, i’m fucking pmsing and having problems keeping my mouth shut today. so, despite the redundancy i’m reiterating what most have already said: i think it’s quite nervy to continue calling yourself a “writer”. this shit is written very poorly. duh. edited down or not, kerouac name dropped or not, you arn’t fucking entitled to the “writer” claim-that shit is earned.
the content. what. the. fuck. girl, you did not get stalked. sounds like you majorly led this mentally unstable guy on. i mean, you travelled all that way to hang with him. he freaked out when you decided you werent into him. surprise? lesson learned: dont fuck with mentally unstable strangers? ok im lost in a wtf vortex. but yes, thank you, i do feel better now.
^^^ CAT-FIGHT, everyone!!
yup yup. sad truth is her site gets more hits that the boners so they gotta throw her a streetbone every now and then fer shiz
wow, quite simply wow, i don’t think i have ever read such hateful commentary, or ironic bashing of superfluous writing with yet more superfluous comments, i have read the Raymi blog for many years and have seen many different sides of this dedicated WRITER, (yes if you write you are a writer.) But seriously people be more constructive with your feedback, for instance, dear Raymi, i have read your blog for years and enjoy your flirtatious and candid works, however i feel that lately you have become somewhat superficial in your dialogue and much less personal then past years, i honestly don’t relate much to your stories anymore what with the toe nail make overs and fancy dining,which honestly feel a bit commercial with all the venue plugs and product shots , but still i tune in every week and trust that the story will progress in some unexpected way,and in that respect i am never disappointed, i admire your dedication and hope that you will continue to grow and explore new and interesting opportunities for many years to come.
see you can express your opinion without being a dick about it, and for those who have never known the experience of breathing life into a project, especially one based as closely to your personal life as this, its hard to speculate just what it takes to create something both expressive and sustainable. if you don’t believe me give it a try see how far simply being bitter and condescending gets you.
^^^ whatta creep!
no-caps laziness gives it away. Nice Try!
Now, howzabout we try this: I’m a forty-year-old bald dude with an acne-pockmarked face and a bent-over large hooked schnozz, and my bodyu is hairy like an orangutan. If I wrote every word in my blog just exactly like Raymi, and I took all pictures of myself pirouetting and jete-ing and kissy-facing and self-ass grabbing, how much “attention” would I get for my “writing?’
Q.E.D, oh, she is just so, just so — barf.
Lee, you are so wrong. The story never progresses. It’s Rami getting drunk and eating and whining about how fat she is. For 10 years. 10 years from now, same thing, but maybe with some cats. If anything regression.
No wonder dude was such a spaz. It would take a completely sexually frustrated socially inept town pariah to embrace your persona. He was prolly more into admiring your “confident” posing than tryna get some post-shrimp afterpoon.
Oh, and flippantly using November 11th to draw attention to your birthday is soooo edgy.
YO LEE: okay.
While I used to greatly appreciate and respect you and your writing, in recent months you’ve turned from a kooky, honest, adorable character to a ragingly pompous (“everyone is charmed by me everyone I come in contact with falls in love blah blah fucking blah LOVE MEEEEE!!!!”), paranoid (NOT EVERY FUCKING ONE IS FUCKING STARING AT YOU, JESUS CHRIST. THIS, this “they’re all staring at me” bit has really got to die), WAAAAAAAAAAAY ENOUGH with the 10, 20, 30 pictures in a row of you putting on full makeup mask phony pout lips, YOU ARE A RE-TARD. It is transparent and so up your own ass, and I actually believe you to be a smart girl under all your recent bullshit, how do you not see this???
And forget the pimping shit for dough on your blog, that’s cool. Do your thing, there isn’t a damn thing wrong with getting cool shit for free. It’s not that. It is the real, inner, important shit that leaves past readers with a rancid, dissapointed taste in their mouth.
BASIS: you used to be really cool. You seemingly overnight turned into a fucking universe of douche living inside a cave INSIDE YOUR OWN ASS. A +
Lee, BTW, the “hateful” comments, which are so shocking, are they as mean as putting up a pic of the weirdo in question to accompany the post which mocks and demeans his awkward “courtship”?
You know if homie’s as big a stalker as she suggests he’s reading all this right now.
I realize we really were never told what happened with your ex Fil…but I must say since your relationship ended you seem lost, and appear to make some questionable decisions with your life. You also seem unhappy most of the time. Very sad.
She fucked one of his friends is what I heard.Of course she had to go and ruin a good thing. Just like her hair, I hate the bottle Blonde!
Did you see his new girl? She’s gorgeous!
Thanks jojo. I hate to think that she really did that and blew the whole thing out of the water…but it happens….I agree that the platinum blonde is awful and the new girl IS gorgeous!
lol, her blog.
I have an apartment in NH (with carpetz). You can stay with me and promise to be a total douche
Hugs Kisses and loads of gumbo.
A glimpse into the delusional & narcissistic world of woman! Hurrah! Bitch be bugging.
wow. Just checked out the blog. Woooooooooooow. Has there even been a more self-centric, unwarranted, basically nothing at all except a pile of makeup and possibly an eating disorder, completely out of touch with other-human-reality, false crowned human? Sit. The fuck. DOWN.
but i looked at the web site and you’re old, girlfriend. :/
you have too much money, your shallow, and vain.
What the fuck is a kilometer?
she says shes the most famous blog in toronto. does everyone in to actually like her? ugh.
give her a break, bros
she’s from toronto(suburbs). It’s like living in Sweden but with more darkies
in re: “does everyone in to actually like her?”
FUCK NO. She’s a joke, and not even a funny one. A grating, eyerolling, cannot even believe anyone with this personality exists fucking JOKE. She is NOT the most famous blogger, but even if say I’m wrong as I don’t keep up that tightly on my blog stats, and even if maybe she is? It’s uh not famous for the good reasons. Not famous for the respect reasons. Famous like Brett Michaels, famous like Octomom, famous like HEIDI FUCKING MONTAG (closest similarity actually), famous like Andy Dick… the loser do-not-respect-but-guiltily-enjoy-the-grease-of-it-all kind of famous..
you should put up more makeupy LOOKATMEPOUT LOOKLOOKLOOKATMEPOUT photos, there’s not nearly enough!
thanks native,
from an outsider, she makes it seems like everyone stops to stare at her when she goes outside. really,her vanity is the worst ive ever read/seen.
Bitch please, you were the new girl, the outsider in a small backwards inbred town. That pussy is a must.
you seem like a total cunt.
it is absolutely revolting that someone can be a “famous blogger”. Just like the Misshapes are revolting for being famous cd “djs”. Fucking actually DO SOMETHING, yeah? at least Gavin DID SOMETHING!
and famous BLOG IN TORONTO?! is there that much fucking competition?! It’s fucking TORONTO. Am i suposed to give a rats arse? excuse me while i don’t care. DON’T YOU KNOW WHO I THINK I AM?
Oh, no! Shrimp! Whatever will she DO? Better tell the fanbase.
It utterly bewilders me how she manages to do it…
Not excited. In the slightest.
I am, however, curious to know who IS, and why the fuck…
Here’s how Raymi defends herself againt another blogger’s mild criticism: copied from ‘Raymi’s own website:
“who the fuck are you anyway? i didn’t even know about your vapid reference to me until one of your online publication’s competition (who looooooove you btw)(snicker) contacted me about it. you are just another blatantly un-self-aware no one writing about someone for someone else. (does that feel empty?)…COOL STORY KATE…ps. maybe if you learned to make your life appear to be more exciting than it is you wouldn’t have to make wimpy cattiness attempts about other people’s lives…you make no fucking sense.
i could be blogging from a box and it’d be diamonds in fact i made a post once entitled: segliuwegeuwigub and the body simply said FART. it received over 50 comments. can you type fart and get high fives for it?”
Wowee wow. Now that’s writing.
comment from toronto-ite:
by JohnnyQuest
Apr 20 2010
9:28 PM
Raymi is Toronto’s slowest moving train wreck and it is so hard to look away.
Read more: http://network.nationalpost.com/NP/blogs/toronto/archive/2010/03/08/my-toronto-ultra-prolific-blogger-raymi-the-minx.aspx#ixzz14J72SYBd
think about it. the poor man Raymi so gleefully trashes is in fact a gentleman, a gentle soul who deserves our empathy; if the poor guy was such a weirdo and a threat and a genuine stalker, no way would Raymi have posted anything to antagonize the man. but no, Raymi know that the fellow is a decent-hearted guy who wouldn’t hurt a fly, and that’s why she feels she has the safety to slander him. disgusting, but sadly typical of her hysteri-onics I suppose. I bet ex bf Phil is thrilled to have gotten away from her.
Raymi’s an alcoholic who’s locked in a psychodrama Oedipedal sex-appeal superiority struggle against her fat-armed, larger-titted ‘cougar’ mom. I feel sorry for Raymi, really. The sooner she wakes up to herself and changes her theme to 12-step sobriety progress blogging, the less she’ll have to feel suicidal about—-including how she’s viciously slashed at this nice, misguided, harmless fellow who sounds like he deserves to find a good-hearted woman who will reciprcate his enthusiams.
^^ pardon typos it’s 4 am here west coast.
My mother was killed by my stepfather at the dinner table and the police burst down the door and shot him as he was tying myself and my sister up.
If I could take back one experience in this life, it would be visiting Raymi’s website just now and seeing how self-obsessed she is.
It must burn Lamey’s ass that bloggers like Sea of Snooze and Rumi who have been around for a millisecond get quadruple her hits for posting their new shoes once a week. And they are actually famous and get paid..haha Lamey’s been givin’ er a go for ten years and lives in a shitty apt in parkdale with roomates and nobody gives a fuck.
^5 Anonymous
this raymi needs a good ass-fucking courtesy of jim goad.
Her “crapblog” is hilarious.
http://crapattackz.blogspot.com/
Whoa. Whoa.. Whoa… WTF…
The ‘crapblog’ is genuinely disturbing. I can’t hate on this girl anymore. She’s one sick creature, and I doubt she’ll ever find the help she needs. Wow… I truly do just pity her. Whoa….Holy Smokes….
Hers is the kind of blog you go to when you want to feel good about your self and your own self-esteem. She is a deluded, MONUMENTALLY overcompensating twat. At times, fairly interesting, there are moments. But they’re very rare since she turned herself into Shauna Sands
the joke on her is that she loves to talk about what an amazing writer she is, how she’s SO TALENTED, YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!!!!!!!!, but ya know what? Most of her blog is HER TALKING ABOUT WHAT A GREAT WRITER SHE IS YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so uh.. where is this “great” writing again? Cause it sure ain’t on your sad, sad blog
IN RE: RAYMI THE SHREW “COOL STORY KATE…ps. maybe if you learned to make your life appear to be more exciting than it is you wouldn’t have to make wimpy cattiness attempts about other people’s lives…you make no fucking sense.”
Is she talking about Kate Carraway? Must know! TELL ME she is not talking about Kate Carraway because Kate Carraway has talent and personality for MIIIILES, UNIVERSES around this fuckin chimp. Not even in the same league
yes, that’s the Kate. http://streetbonersandtvcarnage.com/blog/i-got-stalked/#comments
oops…try this: http://www.eyeweekly.com/blog/torontonotes/article/76665
Wow you guys are super harsh. I do agree that (according to this short excerpt) there was no actual stalking. Creepy behaviour yes but not stalking. However, this is only an excerpt from the original. Maybe the long version gets into the “stalking.”)
Anyway, “Raymi” is just human and does make bad decisions at times but we all do. She can be self-absorbed and vain but we all can be. She can be very interesting at times and boringly obsessed with her weight at other times.
She does have a talent for storytelling (most of the time) IMO. I like her photos and self-portraits; I think they are pretty original and I do think the girl has talent.
I’m a bit confused by the anger in a lot of these comments.
ASSuming she hasn’t taken that CRAP…down…already. (Someone take a screenshot for POSTERITY.) Is that talent? WTF? Yikes, out.
Nina..
wow. Her delusion has now reached epic proportions. Not to mention her bitingly bitchy over-reaction. Jesus Christ, someone put a leash on it.
Kate is an actual writer. And a highly engaging one. Raymi is a teenage (in mentality) girl. And a hypocritical, shitty one.
Case closed.
crapblog is a much better read than detailed accounts of everyone staring at her beauty.
@TC: the anger stems from a basic pack-animal drive to remove from the society a member who takes resources and demands/requests attention, but then doesn’t reciprocate to refill the resource-base. By seeking attention yet not bringing anything of value to the group, Raymi is squandering this group’s energies and resources on herself, to no good end.
holy shit you get slammed here! i have heard you talk about the negative comments but never actually read them. you got thick skin girl! that’s a crazy story and i imagine you wont be doing that again lol
Raymi is a know-nothing brat who refuses to take responsibility for herself or even try helping others. She did say she was doing a big art show for charity. Yeah Right! All that money will go to another slut outfit and a bad dye job.
Does she even have any awards for writing? I don’t mean stupid cyber ones that just mean she’s been at it for way too long, I mean actual substance awards of merit?
People don’t hate you because you’re pretty, they hate you because you are a bad human being with no function in society besides eating cheese and crotch shots.
Lauren White had a psychotic breakdown in that town. And by the by she was not staying at the guy’s house she was staying in a spare bedroom in his friend’s place (his friend has a girlfriend though not in the small town). Lauren wrote roughly 10,000 words a day during the day when the guy left her alone and respected her privacy. She partied each night, smoked marijuana, drank the guy’s Remy Martin Champagne Cognac, Jameson, and Maple Syrup infused Vodka (amongst other things She even requested a razor and a hair dryer which he procured for her. On the last night the guy, Lauren, and two of the guy’s friends were at another apartment. Lauren put on half an hour of YouTube videos of herself.
Lauren admitted to the guy that she has been diagnosed by a psychiatrist as Borderline Personality Disorder, Manic Depressive (Bipolar Disorder), with high levels and traits of Narcissism. She probably also has another mood disorder.
So even though she was productive, the guy listened to what she wrote on day 1 and day 2, Lauren had a Psychotic Breakdown and left on day 4 taking a ride with a complete stranger to Ottawa, then to Burlington to her parent’s place then back to Toronto.
Signed,
An Inside Source
And Lauren, it gets better. Do not harm yourself. I wish you the best and I hope you get help.
IS
and this is what people should be doing on November 11th (instead of Lauren’s party):
http://peacedotlove.com/
ALL PROCEEDS to Charity … the charity inspired by the tragic loss of two young men, Dylan Ellis and Oliver Martin (Google them if you are unaware of this topical issues).
IS
text of Raymi’s next self published masterpiece:
mememememememememememememememememememememememe
mememememememememememememememememememememememe
mememememememememememememememememememememememe
mememememememememememememememememememememememe
mememememememememememememememememememememememe
Last thing,
As that guy is on private property, he has full legal rights for his lawyers to send a cease and desist letter for the picture of him up in this post.
I highly recommend Street Carnage removes it on their own or I suspect you’ll be getting some registered mail from a lawyer shortly.
IS
Poor Raymi.
Apparently she was a precocious child, and her family has always had very high hopes for her, but she is having difficulty fufilling her early promise. She is only 27, so of course, it is not too late for her to actually write, or DO, something of lasting value. She is always going on as if she is on the brink of something great, which is what keeps us long timers stringing along. For her own sake, I hope she can soothe the demons which are stealing her focus. I hope her dreams don’t turn into delusions, but I hope she can forge her dreams into reality. That, however, takes heaps of hard work.
Good luck, Raymi.
^ I sort of doubt the dude keeps an attorney on retainer, so you’re saying he’s going to hire one just to have an unrecognizable photo pulled?
“Bodhisattva” psychotic breakdown? i think not. slander buddy. don’t think im not posting the entire story and ordeal from your post nervous breakdown mental world. you wen down south immediately following my week of hell to mind fuck other unsuspecting women. i also bumped into a couple acquaintances of yours halloween nite here in toronto and they could not fucking believe i went to your town to work. i went to deep rover to sober out actually but thanks to how psychotic you were that didn’t fucking happen.
oh my days
you guys are a buncha cold hearted snakes working for the wrong team. lighten up. raymi is talented. get a sense of humor.
if that’s true, about the psychotic breakdown, then i feel sorry for her. my best childhood friend acted a lot like this (strange, rambling rants and then came the multiple diagnoses) before she lost it completely- and i mean completely. my best friend was molested quite a bit as a child, come to find out.
I feel bad for this guy…you went out there, got drunk with him, kissed him, chewed him out and then posted a story about how awful he is? That has to be humiliating. I get that he’s crazy (or maybe just incredibly irritating) and you felt skeeved out, but 1. How old are you? Shouldn’t you know by now not to just hang out with randoms you find on the internet? Didn’t they beat this into our skulls as children the second we all had home computers and the internet? and 2. Why did you have to publicly humiliate this guy? He’s obviously a little off, just leave him alone and don’t make the mistake again.
You wish you’d been stalked, but instead you made the desicion of hanging out with this guy, which goes against all common sense, and then wrote an article for the sole purpose of having people laugh at him.
Your wiritng stinks. You won’t get published.
A publisher in Toronto may or may not be commissioning the other guys story.
I am sure the two pieces will complement each other well. That’s the great thing about writers, they write.
IS
second last anon – HE had the fucking breakdown. the last nite culminated in an intervention. posting full story on my blog.
ps STREETBONERS called it i got stalked. their call not mine. you people are awful human beings. i was advised not to officially attach a charity to my art auction. partial proceeds will be donated to sistering. get fucked you assholes.
if that’s true, you should never have posted a hit piece on him. never poke the angry gorilla, lest you someday end up trapped in the cage with him (as it appears you are now).
For the most part I’m not a raymi hater…nor am I an admirer. Her blog kind of falls under train wreck you can’t look away from with lots of skimming required. I came across it searching for foodie blogs (and a foodie she is not). She is firmly in the category of people that can’t really be real with themselves or anyone else.
Raymi – you sound desperate and lame in your rebuttal above. Considering the number of ‘crazies’ that you consistently pull into your orbit (choice) and the obvious existence of masses of raymihaters WHY on earth would you feel that going to stay with this stranger would be a good idea? Especially one who has been bizarre enough to overpay for something with your signature on it. (liquor gift card? really??? lay off the booze a bit)
It sounds a bit like your grip on reality is just as shaky as this supposed ‘stalker’. Funny that the article doesn’t support the stalker slant at all, BUT your response above to Bodhisattva sounds right stalker crazy to me.
http://raymitheminx.com/2010/11/04/full-story/
strange – it cut off part of my post
Hmm and you say you went there to ‘sober out’ yet the very first night finds you DRUNK with said guy and kissing him on the lips. Yes, sober out. Sure.
Way to reveal another layer of crazy. It’s strange to watch you create this world for yourself and fight off what is bound to be the response to such a thing. Maybe try another angle before it’s too late for your sanity.
meh, I’ll still be traffic on your blog so it’s effective at any rate
re – full story
You actually sent them all that crap? You must expect your future editor to have the patience of a saint. Tip – learn how to self-edit
linds, i disagree
most people flock to her trash because they don’t like her. maybe about 5% of people are her actual fans. i would hate to have that kind of traffic.
apparently her traffic isn’t paying off anyways; shes always begging for a spons to buy her a computer…tragic in a self made way.
manufactured buzz and hype does not equal hard work.
Listen, Raymi, I tried to read your full story hoping that maybe you aren’t as awful as everybody made you out to be and that you aren’t an irresponsible jerk, but I couldn’t get through the first paragraph.
You SUCK at writing. You are TERRIBLE. How any kind of ‘prestigious’ writing company thought you’d be fit to publish BLOWS MY MIND AWAY. Secondly, you are a vain, vapid self involved idiot. I’m serious, in the first paragraph I’ve never been so disgusted with somebody before. You remind me of the girls in my art school who are obsessed with maintaining a quirky, crazy artsy farsty image in a lame attempt to seem interesting. Ohhh nooo, it’s so hard to write when you’re sooo crazy and kooky. Everybody here who wrote mean comments is completely justified in their judgement of you. Now take that, go sit and think about how you should try and change a little bit and be a less repulsive human being.
Uttering / writing words of violence to a specific individual falls under Assault and Battery in the Criminal Code and (though this has not occured, uttering Death Threats falls under a more serious charge). Be careful Lauren, this guy now has backup documentation to press legal charges against you.
IS
CORRECTION:
It would not fall under Assault & Battery in the Criminal Code, Uttering Threats of Violence unto a specific individual falls under Uttering Threats and yes that is a Criminal Offence.
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Link:
http://www.defencelaw.com/utter-threats.html
Penalties for Uttering Threats
http://www.defencelaw.com/penalty-violence.html
At this point I think it would be pertinent for Street Carnage to retract / pull this story and for Lauren White to do the same with her last blog posting titled “the sharon stoned chronicles”.
Someone once remarked that GG Allin was the perfect example of the aphorism, “You can tell the size of a man’s talent by the size of his penis.”
Same goes for Raymi and her tits.
“Sometimes my appearance gets me in lots of fucking trouble.”
WHAT??????????????? Yes. This is her entire blog synopsis in a sentence. Oh, this and, “EVERYONE IS STARING AT ME! EVERYONE IS JEALOUS AND HATES ME
“I became a bartender and started drinking again. A lot. Then I joined a Burlesque troupe of misfits. I dated a fuck ton too. Every single day was a rollercoaster. How can one possibly fit working on a book into all of that.”
bitch you had a PART TIME JOB and all you did was take pictures of yourself the whole time and probably sneered at everyone. No wonder you got fired.
Oh boo hoo, how terribly busy you are thinking about yourself, writing about yourself, helping only yourself. Its sickening how much you complain you don’t have time for anything yet you are constantly “hung” and “stoned” Get a grip, you’re almost 30 and it’s not a good look.
“Everyone in my FAMILY and inner circle of friends were keen on me doing this yeah yeah go for it write already they’re all used to my stupid stunts, I am always “doing something” I am totally “that guy” so off I went.”
WOW. The idea of a woman’s FAMILY encouraging her to go hours away from home to a remote location with a strange man is deeply puzzling, disturbing and saddening to me but maybe explains a lot.
You guys should lay off, CLEARLY there are reasons for all of this. First and foremost maybe not getting the right kind of family support in your life? I know you will probably take this observation badly, as anyone would, we are prone to defend the only things we have ever known.
Raymi, I hope you sort things out. Hopefully you DON’T want to be “that guy” anymore. You might want to question that circle of friends too…I’d think first priority would be safety not freebies.
Good luck. Unsolicited advice would be to maybe save up some money and go somewhere alone on your own dime without alcohol and weed and work in genuine solitude without obligation and distraction. Would probably be good for you.
^^Ass long ass she keeps entering the poo-blog entries, she should go off on her own. Otherwise, she should stay in town and sacrifice everything for that poo “art.”
P.S. and also I think the crap-a-b log should have pictures of each. from many different angles. could this be the secret plan for the new book?
I am taken with Bodhisattva, and his threats of legal (Canadian) action. This is blog theater at it’s best.
What a creep!!!! OMG. Apparently for some stupid reason he thought that since you treked all the way out to his shitty small town to spend time together that u were intersted in himand maybe were down to have relations? Grow up and figure out what u want u fuckin immature zero. Maybe daddy will chip in for some plastic tits. Then all those “weird” artsy dudes will stop worshipping u, I know that must be pretty rough..
I’m not sure what’s worse – the fact that Raymi kept a note of what she wrote to the crazy (clearly manipulating a poor mental dude for blog fodder) or the fact that the letter she wrote about the crazy dude is as easily applicable to her?
“You are obnoxious rude selfish manipulative and cruel.
You hurt many people yourself included.
You are out of touch with reality and you need to sleep/meds.
You had a warped fantasy
You need to get a grip as you’re pretty close to being the town crazy.
The measure of a man is how he treats others.
You snub your nose at them.”
Crazy or not, anyone who has the misfortune of being within even arm’s length of Raymi, has my full sympathy. Lauren is a parasite – and a crazy one at that; I know from personal experience. She will insert herself into your life and will suck you dry of your money. She will try to pay you back in sexual favours but a word of advice – RUN FOR YOUR LIFE AND WALLET’S SAKE!
Her photographs aren’t much better than her writing.
http://www.amazon.com/Dumbest-Generation-Stupefies-Americans-Jeopardizes/dp/1585426393
Oh my God! How dare he wake you up at 8am!?! With Breakfast too! What a lunatic! You see Lauren, what really happened was he didn’t treat you the EXACT way you wanted so you threw a hissy and left. You wouldn’t know class if it bit you in the flat ass.
p.s the only “fans” you have love to watch you crash and burn. Get a hobby that’s not YOURSELF.
I am not joking you: This is the most fucked-up intense gang bang I have ever seen on Street Carnage.
ROCK AND FUCKIN ROLL!!
Perhaps, this crazy-like-a-fox chick has perpetrated the the perfect hoax on everyone here? She doesn’t care if you like/agree with her as long as it drives traffic and digital noise. There’s not such thing as bad publicity. My mind just exploded.
(If you’ve been following, I believe @Bodhisattva is the Stalker in Question)
Raymi may be getting what’s been coming to her, but looky here now– whoever made the last @ Bodhisattva comment is genuinely lost almost all restraint and has made what looks to be a real physical threat!!
Moderator should get Gavin on the horn and protect the site, and see if help can be extended, to defuse.
bodhisattva has made no verbal or written threats. Read carefully. Lauren White wrote on the full version of her story (PAY ATTENTION TO HER SECOND PARAGRAPH:
This is from a saved / cached web version . . . she has since redacted the “punch the guys lights out if he ever comes near me ever again.” Quotation, most likely as recommended by the police or her legal counsel.
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I just looked through his flickrstream and twitter. He went away south immediately after I flew the scene. I texted to let him know that he is not allowed nor invited to my te nyear blog anniversary jam party at wrong bar this November 11. When I was talking about it he put me on the post and insisted guest list, I was like, uh sure?
I will punch this guys lights out if he ever comes near me ever again.
During the week he had repeated numerous times how he would never use me, I played dumb and asked what he meant. He said oh you know I could ask you to support my art, link to my photos…about a month prior to my Deep River incident he had asked me to link to his flickr and I was genuinely confuse by that. No one asks me to blatantly link to their stuff, I decide on my own or I get paid. That’s the breaks. So his intent was revealed to me.
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So I would say this guy has a legal case against her / or at least enough evidence to press charges / get a restraining order.
It was up from 5:46 pm to about 5:57 pm. 11/04. It was the real deal. Said he wanted to physically harm her.
uh… if it was by “@Bodhisattva” wouldn’t that make it a threat against him?
hmmm…
check your IP addresses, and history, you will see no threat was ever made against Lauren by bodhisattva.
Holy christ, is this for real? Who the hell creates these kind of situations? I’m baffled.
What do you mean? Didn’t he just say he was going to kill her?
does she still hangout with that special looking asian girl? uhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
the Bhodisattva who said “I’m gonna kill ‘er for dis m8.” was a faker who came along just after the genuinely scary-and-real-soounding threat had been taken down.
Comments bringin all sorts of ROFLz over here.
This was fun.
Scene bands aren’t “cool,” because of the whole suburban thing, but saying and writing “fap” is totally acceptable. Fucking garbage cans.
wow this thing is still going….
i love how everyone is hating on her here, but knows exactly who she is and all facets of her life. pretty much just screams jealousy IMO.
at least she is out there living it and doing something, seemingly all the time, which must be exhausting. while all you trolls just sit back and lay judgement.
get a fucking life, or better yet start a blog so we can all pear in and see just how wonderful you are.
i’m fine with being called a rubbernecking troll, that’s exactly what i am. i sit here, anonymously, sipping tea and choosing new nail polish colors. i think most of us have had our time in the crazy hotseat. wouldn’t go back to those days for all the tea in china. keep yourself safe, raymi blogger. don’t go to strange men’s homes anymore. stay safe enough so that you can someday enjoy rubbernecking at the next wild blogger’s antics. and stop raking the guy over the coals publicly. in the words of joy behar, “so what, who cares? move on.”
Hi Forest, awwwww, how clichedly obeservant of you! “know a lot about this person, MUST be jealous!” listen Springer guest, everyone knows a lot about Pat Sajak, everyone knows a lot about Lauren Conrad, everyone knows a lot about fucking STEVE-O! The reason we know shit about her, and the rest of those jerkoffs, is cause it’s a vaguely disgust-entertaining car crash that you just look at cause it’s there. Her life is basically parading around making an enermous ass of herself in front of anyone with some spare time and the internet to look at and scowl if the mood so strikes them. This “jealousy” bit is so Springer, so painfully ghetto bitch, early 2000s that it’s just embarassing when people throw that out as their shield of sorts nowadays.
No half brained human is jealous of her. Trust. We just enjoy the easy mock of it all
^^^^^^^^^^^^^ @ A Forest
Yeah, because, 20 years later the internet is still entirely populated by grey skinned recluses who have no lives.
She’s out drinking and acting the fool like everyone else here, except she deems it necessary to provide vapid commentary and dozens of photos to go with. This is why she is criticized, because she invites it.
out there living it, sure until some crazy takes her out because of a stupid decision? Constant hangovers and manufactured internet drama? That’s not anything to be jealous about or did I miss something? I don’t feel the need to insult her, and I’m only here because jesus, this is freaking out there, but wouldn’t trade places with her that’s for sure.
Its totally terminal teenage syndrome to suggest that people who don’t enjoy public displays of self obsession are that way because they are “haters” or “jealous”.
its public yes, but its fully up to you wither you type the link into your browser. go do something you love instead of discussing something/one you hate for hours on length.
when I said “out there” I meant crazytown not “out there” as in public. She knows exactly the reaction this sort of post will get, don’t you doubt that, this is certainly providing further blog fodder. I’m not terribly interested in feeding into it, I certainly don’t have anything mean to say, it’s horribly sad actually. I’ll watch, and wonder why anyone would want to continue down this path, particularly when they may in fact have some talents that could be put to good use if the shitty lifestyle choices could be overcome. It’s interesting as social experiment anyway.
raymi is haggard.
no-one’s “discussing” Raymi-Lauren. they’re just gleefully bashing her for sport, since she is literally begging for that very atttention by posting her bratty dysfunctional life (replete with numerous naked pics and right down to the very character of her individual poos !!!?? ) online.
Wow. Most of you are disgusting. I’ve read her blog off and on for years and, yes, I also think the poor thing has become insecure to the point of out-of-control narcissism, but now I’m starting to understand the persecution complex. For those who feel she deserved what she got: what?? People take up invitations to rent a room all the freaking time. She didn’t do anything wrong or unusual. She made a mistake – believe me, my 20s were filled with them. She ~is~ beautiful and he probably did act crazy. It happens. It’s scary when it happens. Cut her some slack.
What the fuck is going on??!!? This is some serious dramarama…off I go to visit her blog.
Somewhere in all this mess someone wrote something about driving traffic to Raymi’s blog. As in; there is the motivation. That’s correct. Here is something else (and I’m correct so you young pricks needn’t waste bytes and breath arguing or testing your snark skills against mine…):
Lauren is a hurting unit. There is no question about that. A seriously hurting unit. She takes no prisoners and she likely knows she will be given no quarter. She is making a business out of this online display of laundry, soiled and otherwise, and she is doing alright, again, if views and hits and advertising are a measure.
And Street Boners or whatever the fuck they call themselves would publish photos of Lauren’s autopsy if they thought it would attract more flies. It would…
So you and I, brothers and sisters, are working exactly the same side of the street as Lauren, sniffing skid marks on the happy road to cyberspace annihilation. I wish Raymi the best. And her best move would be to retire, full stop…
1) “Persecution complex”? — I don’t antagonize the people around me by posting/tattling on them daily.
2) “Most of you are disgusting.”? Raymi’s own postings beat anything commenters could invent. To wit:
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
[Raymi's publicly posted] TOILET’S LOG
11.15pm – my ass hurts came out HOT and FAST with some mild cramping
there will be more
all the garbage consumed yesterday (two 99 cent no name burritos, movie popcorn, maltesers, vodka diet coke, late nite pesto pasta, some white wine) is definitely helpin’ with today’s flow
as well the metamucil
woke up at 4 feelin’ like UH OH
working through double espresso right now we’ll see how it pans out
Posted by Raymi Lauren at 8:22 AM 0 comments
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TOILET’S LOG
12.18pm – PAINFUL AND ARTISTIC, RABBIT-LIKE, LONG, IN PIECES (sorry!)
full body goosebumps.
afraid to finish espresso or leave house, feel like there’s more to come but have to go out soon anyway.
wonder what i ate that triggered this.
multiple wipes, still hot. almost necessitated immediate shower.
Posted by Raymi Lauren at 9:21 AM 0 comments
Update: ok… well… that was mind numbing. The only thing I have to say is Raymi/Lauren/Courtney Love from ’93 or whatever/whoever you think you are: Lay off the coke.
@Hyperbole Fire
Point 1: Any group of people who start persecuting (there’s that word again) a woman who got a legitimate fright from a strange dude and go off about how she deserved it for staying at his house – as though you can throw away the expectation of safety once you enter someone else’s home – is being disgusting. Point 2: Yes persecution complex. Her blog is full of it. Yet, reading what I have here and, I expect, this is probably a good sample of what she usually gets – I’m starting to rethink that part of her personality. If you don’t like her, fine…but some of these nasty comments. Eeesh. I’m not saying she’s accurate, but getting comments like this are bound to make someone paranoid.
It would be pretty funny if gavin or pinky had some fatal attraction type run-in with this raymi woman.
She drank all of his maple syrup infused vodka.
1) No-one is saying she LEGALLY deserves stalker, only that she MORALLY deserves.
2) Saying that Raymi’s “the most plastic dumbitch ever to obsessively photograph and post her own aging vapid narcissistic alcoholic clothes-horse bottle-blonde yuppie ass.” is not ‘persecution’. It’s mere observation of a self-evident (and desperately advertised by Raymi herself) truth.
the thing that i find the most absurd and hilarious about raymi’s whole schtick is that she isn’t even hot. like not even remotely as hot as the top 15% of the good looking women at your town’s local mall on a saturday.
i also like that she claims over and over to be famous and is writing a book about being internet famous… nobody has ever heard of her. maybe ppl in a 4 block radius downtown toronto know who she is, sorta like the resident crazy or bum that panhandles on the same corner every day.
finally, this chick is so behind… i’m 30 and most of my peers have all settled into careers, a home, whatever…. she is still rooming with people and seems to have no bankable skills to ever get a job. let’s face it, her blog allows her to scam her way into eating for free at a few restaurants here and there. she isn’t getting paid good cash for it. she can claim she is all she wants, but look at the way she lives!
i predict a very very dark future for her. i can’t wait to see what a non-event her 10 yr anniversary party for taking pictures of herself becomes.
wrongbar sucks.
OK. Raymi (my guess is that you’ll be looking in here….) I read the entire (unedited?) piece. It’s awful. Horrible writing. WTF is going on? You have;
a) been, in the past, writing over your head…
b) lucking out with some of your writing…
c) I am a dumbass unable to discern good from poor writing
d) a and b and c…
You want to write? Get sober. This notion you espouse that you write better stoned is a full on delusion. The writing, as evidenced in the “feature piece” could hardly be worse if it was done on glue. After a breakfast of shrimp, of course…
Johnny, is that you actually in the youtube link? i would like to hire you. totally serious here.
A Forest is the best song by The Cure
dum dum boys is top 20 Iggy Pop
please get rid of the fashion critiques and kiddie blogs and stick to penis fishing and queen’s onions.
Johnny Pissoff should be Johnny Pretentious.
I have a ritual called ‘terminator’. I crouch in the shower in the “naked terminator” pose. With eyes closed I crouch for a minute and visualize either Arnie or the guy from the 2nd movie. I then start to hum the T2 theme. Slowly I rise to a standing position and open my eyes. It helps me get through my day. The only problem is if the shower curtain sticks to my terminator leg. It sorta ruins the fantasy.
I love the way The Boners have edited her story to show that the guy was actually the one being stalked by a nutcase. I mean fuck, she travels all the way to northern Ontario to see the guy and then:
He tells her that she is making him happy… she sticks her tongue down his throat and goes to bed.
He attempts to bring her an exotic breakfast (her blog suggests she likes shrimp)… she tells him to fuck off.
He introduces his guest to his neighbour… she snubs the neighbour and tells him to fuck himself for not using her full name.
He kindly takes her grocery shopping… she tells him to get the fuck away from him.
He offers to take her out socially… she tell him to fuck off and then goes up to her room to get pissed alone.
ETC.
After three days she’s convinced herself that he’s been using her to sell his art, and he’s been reduced to a quivering lump, drinking hard liquor, and popping sleeping pills.
Thankfully she leaves early. He heads down to the city to see his friends and get over the experience. Unfortunately she has started tracking him on the internet and starts sending him threatening emails:
“Don’t you dare come to my party of I will rip your head off…”
Now she’s publicly trying to destroy him and he’s all “I thought I was just giving her a room to write in…” Guy’s up all night with legal books trying to figure out how to get her away from him.
damien you are the shit
So this is what it looks like when she doesn’t get to edit her own comments…
I am sure she will blog about what a selfish prick this guy is when he kills himself…funny how someone with mental illness is so disgusted by such “weakness” in others.
Jesus.
Dearest Lauren,
Accusing complete strangers of “glaring at you” (ever think they might’ve just been starving and you happened to pass through their line of vision?), declaring that everyone everywhere you go is “staring at you” (ever think they might actually be, but it might because you’re ON YOUR FIGURATIVE KNEES FOR ATTENTION, white hair, sooooooooooooo outrageous!! but actually just slutty or retarded looking outfits, creating as my much physical movement as you can so as no one has much choice but to at the very least GLANCE at you cause you’re an embarassment to mankind?), making brash, unattractive, ghetto statements alluding to how everyone you come into conact with, or even pass on the street, is for some unknown reason taken with you? CUHRAAAZY in love with you? Sees you for the phony skank, SORRY, I mean goddess of all things great and heavenly, that you are?
Word to the wise: stop with the phony pout. You do not have Jolie lips, you have your own lips. Are they not good enough? Stop with the FHM magazine greasy body shots. You’re a skank. Through and through for this. Do something to build up some REAL, substantial selfesteem, instead of your current YOU ALL WANNA FUCK ME!! LET ME LIIIIIIIVE!!!!!!! horseshit. No one is buying it. Yes, we look at your blog cause we somehow masochistically get something out of how much of a useless cunt you really are and we like to giggle at your antics. But don’t think there’s respecrt anywhere in any of this. Apparently you WANT to make your living pissing off a bunch of the internet and presenting yourself as an slut-of-the-week MySpace poor american teenager. (look them up. You’ll see your own reflections in the desperate skank pictures and “HATER! I LUV MA H8TERZ!!” declarations)
Here’s hoping you walk into oncoming traffic sooner than later. You won’t be missed.
Go Ramyi you sexy little Torontonian fuck!
@ commenter
YES AND YES! This is exactly what her blog would be if she didn’t moderate comments, EX-FUCKING-ACTLY.
And could you have hit the nail more on the head with the mental illness – weakness thing! Everything she says she hates, SHE IS. Everything she accuses other people of – selfish, mean, deluded – SHE IS TO A T. Fuck this slut. How did this story end up on here? Did she hack it in or what???
@ Forest
Well – we just don’t see eye-to-eye then. Do you know her in real life? Myself, I just can’t muster up the amount of energy it takes to viciously hate some chick in Toronto I’ve never met. I save that for people who have actually fucked me over – and that 70s band Chicago.
^^@s :
WTF? Merely name-calling a self-evidently vacuous attention-craving fake-blonde in a faraway city via the internet is not, and couldn’t ever be, “vicious hatred”. You’ve clearly led a very sheltered life. Stop quivering and have another chardonnay if you’re upset — it works for Raymi, lol.
Oooh. Nice. Glad you’ve pegged my current emotion and life history in 3 comments – I think you’re proving my point. Actually, I wasn’t talking about the name calling. More about the “she deserved it” rants on this thing.
^ @s : ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
hahahahaha. Sorry I’m lame. Maybe if I had that chardonnay I’d jump in and call her a slut, too? Doubt it, but I can only try.
Woh. I wish we had this many comments over in the emo thread.
Aw. I love Raymi. She’s annoying as hell, but there’s something about her that makes me swoon.
Sebastian (owner of this website, and liable).
I’ve been advised by a lawyer friend to get a lawyer tomorrow morning. We will go from there. I suspect you will be receiving a registered letter from him in the next couple of days requesting the article and comments to be taken down.
I personally apologize for the kerfuffle.
I want this to disappear as I am not interested in becoming internet famous for the reasons included in the article or her blog.
Take Good Care,
bodhisattva
P.S. should she decide to publish my identity, or come after myself, or my family I will be pressing charges (libel/slander/uttering threats) and I have been advised that your website may be potentially liable (for the lawsuit, not the charges). For the benefit of both of us, I highly recommend the article is redacted / pulled.
Speaking as a mere troll with zero affiliation with this site, I understand you are upset at the Raymi’s hurtful characterization of you and alleged subsequent threats from Raymi. I appreciate that you feel compelled to do etc. official-like (and expensisve!) stuff to protect your rep.
I’m just letting you know, on the feeling level, that if you could bring yourself to read through the comments before they are yanked, (which btw I think no-one will care enough to fight to preserve probably anyway) you’ll observe that many commenters here, knowing Raymi’s work and reputation, and some knowing her personally right there in TO, have questioned Raymi’s story, have stood up for your probable gentlemanliness throughout, and many–maybe most–think it’s quite likely a case of you getting unfortunately ensnared in Raymi’s usual histrionics. I.e., I think most here doubt it happened anything like what that crazy chick Raymi said. Ask her old bf, lol.
And if it’ll make you feel any better, read through the comments, and see which way the vitriol has flowed. It wasn’t toward you, in the main. Most commenters have either implied (via criticism of Raymi) or outright stated empathy for your probably blameless position.
That’s my take on the thread, anyway.
Dearest Sebastian,
I too believe that the offending article should be redacted, and the comments removed.
Bodhisattva merely invited platinum haired Toronto Internet Blog Superstar Lauren White to stay with him for a week in his tiny town. This DOES NOT mean that he has relinquised his right to determine the manner in which he will become famous.
Perhaps, upon receiving recognition for his exemplary taste and intelligence, and through the widespread proliferation of his literary works, he may return to Toronto, that city which has spurned him, and accept fame. But until then, his right to privacy beyond his Twitter and Tumblr accounts should be respected.
Respectfully Yours,
A. J. Miles
I have suffered and it has made me a better person:
If this doesn’t lead you to cry . . .
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KnYa9R4N-8c
bodhisattva here:
you can contact me at:
bodhisattva.is@gmail.com
I am hurt, and I need your loving words.
Sincerely Yours,
bodhisatvva@gmail.com
I am hurt, and I need your loving words:
bodhisattva .is @ gmail . com
Why would she travel to a remote place to spend time with a complete stranger, then be surprised when he turns out to be a psycho? She kissed him on the lips. We all make mistakes, though, right?
Sorry Raymi, I don’t really find you attractive. Surely you knew statistically there had to be one straight male somewhere who doesn’t think you’re hot. It’s me. Please don’t kill yourself, it’s just one of those things.
Where I reside, in Reality, StreetBoners appears [according to statistical wathdogs lke alexa.com and quantcast.com), to be much more successful than Raymi the Sphinx(ter) ever could be. Yes, Streeboners.com, according to metric-takers, gets only 5,000 visits per day. Which is like nothing vis a vis genuine web behemoths like huffingtonpost.com .
Now, in the backwater of little-nothing Streetboners there's an estimated 1250 wildly overvisiting convalescing people who use the site to therapeuticacally/addictively-compulsively assert control over their moment-by-moment cognition. this small minority of itchy fingers taken altogether account for probably 1200 visitors a day, so with an estimated 2000 visitors who accidentally arrivce by mistake, that leaves a mere 1,750 casual-but-regular-ish wretches who are non-compulsive/non-accidental in relation to StreetBoners.com.
Ergo, means .00000zilch to average person.
Now, it appears thagt Raymi's website is even less visited than that-- i]her site doesn’t even show on the metric sites. So let’s guess she gets maybe 250 people a day–90% of of whom are looking for someone to feel sorry for in the moment.
In short, relax, dude, You got fooled that raymi’s a celevrity and not a sad-sack pretender, like a band that gets only 150 listens. Hardly anyones even heard of or remembers the name of this crazy Raymi chick, even in Toronto. She just pretends she’s famous as anything but joke-fodder for Toronto-ites. .
Despite her wild-eyed, hip-swinging hooting to anyone in yelling distance, she’s emphatically, demonstrably, un-famous. She’s just some crazy lady down the block. No one cares, except them who’s within shouting distance of her dumpy apartment.
So, take a deep breat, chuckle, and get on with the stuff of real life.. You’re actually anonymous as ever.
Pardon me but you are mistaken. This isn’t a numbers game. Peep this:
Raymi may be a joke in Parkdale, but she’s a hit with young suburban moms who had a collective breakdown a few years back on the auld facebook when they found photos of old friends exhibiting arrested development.
Your average streetboner won’t buy those fucken DVDs and it seems that the kiddos that ordered shirts didn’t even get them.
Raymi’s crowd on the other hand are the kind of traffic that actually buy shit. Basically they trim down and post one of her kewl tales here once every three years, then all her moms come here to see it, and, hopefully, those fucken DVDs start going that way. Guy is really struggling to find a way to make money these days, dig? This is the “genius” that he’s always going on about (I know, eh?).
Alexa won’t tell you that.
EPIC THREAD IS EPIC
I don’t think anyone realizes that Raymi is the Jeff Koons of confessional blogging. She’s in on the joke. Just as Koons rhapsodizes about cereal boxes and makes giant puppy-sculptures out of flowers, Raymi works endlessly to convince people that the repellent, borderline personality called “Raymi” really is her. It’s a brilliant act of performance art.
Sambuca, I highly doubt that. It’s a nice thought though.
Yeah but that’s the same as Weird Al Yankovic: he still actually has to be Weird Al Yankovic 24/7. Not really worth it.
yeah dude, raymi doesnt have a leg to stand on in this: instead of hightailing it out of there, actually feeling in danger, she took 30 pics of her ass and tried writing a poem. she just didnt like you, therefore has to make a huge big issue of it. really mature.
@ Sambuca
It’s not performance art. She’s just as horrible in real life.
I think it’s hilarious that she has a poo blog and people have actually read it. She must be laughing at the number of hits it has gotten.
What I don’t get is how such an innocent blog can get such a negative reaction from so many people. It’s not like she’s blogging about anything controversial in the slightest — it’s all about partying, dating, outfits, nail polish, dieting, exercise, hair colour, her friends etc etc (I enjoy reading about all of those things BTW so I guess that makes me “lame”…)
It’s so strange how people are so stirred up by such an innocent/non controversial blog.
I think her topics are fine, It’s her whole attitude that many find so abrasive and crude. She never has anything nice to say about anyone other than herself. She constantly cusses out her Mother on her comments. And I know when I read a blog, or book, or watch a movie, people like to see growth of a character. She doesn’t learn anything, except maybe a new drink recipe, therefore she never really grows as a person. It’s stilted and if you try to suggest something other than she goes crazy and calls you fat and stupid. There’s no point in talking to her about it which is why so many people have a really bad opinion about her.
She talks smack about all of them behind their backs. Why? Jealousy. Sass and Britt accomplish things. Raymi just keeps getting older and uglier while pretending she’s awesome. Most of the people commenting here probably know her IRL.
You’re grounded!
I, bodhisattva, (and webmaster, Gavin, Sebastian you can check my IP address to confirm the authenticity of the Post / Comment):
ALL former posts / comments by
bodhisattva
&
Stalker Guy / Not Stalker Guy,
RETRACT all previous comments.
everything posted here was fictional:
“This is a work of fiction, names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any semblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.”
Sincerely,
bodhisattva
Raymi can’t afford legal representation.
I wonder if stalker dude “Butwad” or whatever had gotten laid if he would be such psychopathic freakshow. The proof is in the pudding, the reaction. She kissed you, didn’t fuck you, likely used you – you’re bitter. Get over it. Life ain’t fair.
It’s a fuckin blog, not the health care bill, who gives a shit.
80% of these comments are obviously from the same couple of spurned twats. At least be original and or have the balls to say your name.
Yes, Raymi is the dictionary definition of self-absorbed…but who the fuck cares? That is about all I can say accurately. You’ve proved almost every single one of her posts right, ironically.
MOVE ON and click the little X at the top of the screen.
The worst part about nutcases is they never feel the sting of real rejection because their world is make believe, and their lies beget more lies until the truth is so fucking grey no one knows up from down.
Here is another philosophical gem, for you Butwad: Hell really is other people, and you are the empirical evidence backing the theory.
here is something you missed…karma’s a bitch, Budda. A couple of years down road shit is going to come down simply because it has to -
The laws of Buddism.
“It’s a fuckin blog, not the health care bill, who gives a shit.”
word.
Also, if what B is saying is of such legal importance, why is it buried in the comments section and not in an email to said site managers or whatever.
Legs are being pulled and/or people are being stupid. It is a fun distraction, though.
@ZenShmen
“The worst part about nutcases is they never feel the sting of real rejection because their world is make believe, and their lies beget more lies until the truth is so fucking grey no one knows up from down. ”
I think you could apply this statement to both involved parties. Man, this is a hoot!
on a side note, I don’t think these comments prove any of her posts correct; manufacturing persecution and/or purposely creating the environment for it (which come on, has clearly been done here) sort of screws up the whole idea of ACTUAL persecution doesn’t it? As in, you sort of need to be getting legitimately persecuted before you go and claim you are, not vice versa. This whole thing is sick and clearly somebody needs to learn the value of social filters (several somebodies, actually).
What I wonder is, why any company would want to associate with such negativity and give freebies etc. to someone who projects so much negativity? Oh right, site hits, big whoop, I wouldn’t spend money at any of these places BECAUSE of this association, site hits mean shit, really.
her old queef article is hilarious…she should stick to comedy.
@ridic Says:
I think her topics are fine, It’s her whole attitude that many find so abrasive and crude. She never has anything nice to say about anyone other than herself. She constantly cusses out her Mother on her comments. And I know when I read a blog, or book, or watch a movie, people like to see growth of a character. She doesn’t learn anything, except maybe a new drink recipe, therefore she never really grows as a person. It’s stilted and if you try to suggest something other than she goes crazy and calls you fat and stupid. There’s no point in talking to her about it which is why so many people have a really bad opinion about her.
>>> Yep fair enough.
oh shit i love this website
aren’t we going to keep this thread going? flame away.
I’ve always wanted an anti raymi blog where we could just rip on her for being retarded.
@wiggy
…awesome
Oh my god so many neutered assholes posting here. Go back to jerking off to granny porn. Raymi’s dope. A dude who calls himself Boddhisatva and Arthur Clarke is obviously bat shit crazy, sometimes people get duped by people online just ask any dude or chick who’s tried online dating. I like the longer version better though.
“Raymi’s dope.”
i think you forgot a word there, champ.
That wasn’t a fucking blog, it was a flip book. Learn to edit or better yet, stop taking pictures of yourself.
also the writing reads like the texts I get from my highschool cousin when she’s gotten into her parents schnapps. Donate your shitty point and shoot and domain $ to charity, and all will be forgiven.
wow this tread is still going.
The most insane thread ever.
Where did the last comment go? The one that was clearly from someone who knows LUH-ren personally. It was the bestest one yet.
Lots of contenders for most hi-lar-ious comment, but “guy from memento” (stepdad shtick) really does take the prize.
Lauren – the bottom line is you are an uneducated hick. Maybe you should actually read a book instead of trying to write one. In the past you’ve blogged – “I don’t have time to read”. That’s really very sad; a ‘writer’ who doesn’t have (or make) the time to read. Maybe if you did, you’d realize that writing something compelling and intelligent takes more than just spewing stream-of-consciousness garbage all over the internet.
Also, would you please fucking quit bringing up the fact that you are in some vague, distant way related to Jack Kerouac? You seem to haul out his fucking name every fucking chance you get because it somehow validates your work. It’s pathetic. If indeed you are related, I’m sure he would be ashamed of you and your middling attempts at creativity.
Are you sure you don’t have Fetal Alcohol Syndrome? Your mom looks like the type that would hit the sauce during her pregnancy. Pure trash.
my mother was a martyr all throughout my childhood (including pregnancy) she never drank or smoked, or did drugs. it was really irritating at the time, and yet totally admirable. you fuckers are horrible get over it already.
(ghostly moans, drawing nearer)
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Happy Ten Year Anniversary honey!
God I’m so jealous of how skinny and popular you are!
Maybe, if I work hard enough, someday I could have a blog like yours and get invited to parties and get stalked and hated and have SWAG!!
OMG mebbe if I work hard I enough I can meet you and we can be fake friends for blog fodder until I get too jealous and you have to “call me out” in a scathingly honest blog post.
Ten years of burning brigdes with people will bring a lot of shit out of the woodwork LUH-ren. Those “in the know” can help but strip away the thin veneer of bullshit you’ve enshrined youself in, you crazy, kooky, rookie slut.
Perhaps in another ten you’ll have finally conived your way into the big leagues: getting pelted with shit at a gathering of Juggalos.
Giv’er another ten and perhaps you’ll have finally conived your way into the big leagues.
HAHAHA They should bump this motherfucker back up to the top!
@ anonymous,
You rule. Oh! Don’t forget, all of us are the same couple of people according to Raymi! Damn, we really should get lives.
Wait, brb, being sooooo fat and losery and obvs. having a way more horrible time in life than her….
P.s. Can I have more SWAG SWAG SWAG!
Some people work for 10 years and have a doctorate, Raymi has hair products and alcohol freebies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i hope her venue has some great security/insurance.
ummm…
it’s funny when lame raymi knock-offs post inane comments like “ummm” just to get visitors to their lame-ass raymi knock-off blogs
Real talk: from time to time Raymi will leave comments on my blog and then email me later, asking for them to be removed. Never knew who she was or even understood why someone would do such a thing until I read this. Now I think I have an idea.
actually i posted ummm because i am kind of beyond speechless at all of the awful things that have been written on here.
So….how was Raymi’s party? anyone care to debrief?
Looks like 20 people were there, 5 not counting family.
cringe-inducing
woah.
i can’t believe i just read this entire thread. i’m going for a long shower.
Matthew – I would take Casie, whom I think you mean, over Raymi any day. Raymi looks brutal, borderline tragic, not to mention rough. Her monotone voice alone is grating and would drive any straight man to homosexuality
Yea, Casie that’s her. Neither is as much of a prize as they’d like to think but her weird little face makes me shudder. Granted LU-rhen is pretty haggard looking for a 20-something. That is not going to end well. And agreed that voice does make you want to stab yourself.
The men in Raymi’s family are far better looking than the women. I’d totally do her dad.
From what I heard a few bad things went down:
She was giving away a free bottle of Appleton’s Rum in all the swag bags:
~ a whole bunch got stolen
She was providing swag bags for everyone
~ many people didn’t get one as many were stolen and many in her supposed “inner circle” didn’t get one as they were too drunk at the end of the night to notice they were stolen
She had her wallet stolen.
Her mom had to be escorted from the stage by Casie or another friend as she was getting embarrassing.
Multiple people commented on how tired and ragged she looked and many thought she was in her mid 30s / late 30s and she had a bit of a sissy fit over this.
Ultimately, Lauren portrays it on her website like it was the best party that night when tonnes of bad shit when down. And I mean you have to admire a narcissist who changes 3+ times in the night and yet people are still too freaked out / intimidated by her to come up and talk to her.
So all in all, the night gets spun by Lauren as cool, and I’m sure it had cool moments but man, that women has some maturing to do . . . perhaps toning down the delusions of grandeur might help.
I wish the best of you kiddo but do worry.
Party Like A Thief
It was an awful night of unintentional self-parody. And, it wasn’t particularly well attended either. She wants to be like Sarah Polley, but the only thing they have in common is Canada. If you want to know where Raymi is headed, take a look at mom. Ouch babe!
You’re a real bitch. You’re not 14. No excuse for being so horrible. Grow up and get over yourself.
What’s with all the free cheese? Cheese and rum equals flatulence.
The poor cheese guy looks sick thinking about how much money he lost on this thing…
From the pics it looked like a Super Sweet Sixteen episode gone horribly wrong, complete with the mother donning a tiara and (per above comment) being pulled from the stage. That or a Barbie themed yard sale with a band. Success is THE BEST!
And yes, the cheese guy does look miserable.
dear kate – am i correct in assuming you meant raymi?
AND I spy a Juggalo-esque fan base creeping in!
I have a massive boner.
I’ve actually met Raymi 3 times, hung out with her and yes she is as vapid in real life, her blog is not some joke she created to get hits, she really does talk about herself endlessly and demands you take photos of her.
She is 27 and lives in a crappy apt with roommates and has no job. What a loser.
Matthew good doesen’t even want to be friends with her anymore because she fucked his friendship over. She is the biggest loser ever, i don’t even bother to go on her blog anymore because i feel as if i lose braincells.
lol anyone notice she seems to have no real life friends? It’s really sad.
Why the saggy tits if she’s really only 34?
LET’S TAKE IT TO 300 COMMENTS!!!!!!!
she should get her own reality show
why?
i don’t know, Boddhi, seems like you might be the narcissist if you’re still checking this comment thread
FREAK.
I’m looking forward to the breast implants.
she is such a little girl lost loser who looks at least 30
I love how she thinks she started the internet.Playboy will NEVER call you, stop trying to make pretty happen.You didn’t start any trends and no one will care what you did 3 days from now. Everything has already been done, stop saying your ahead of the trends, like it’s an actual talent.
Did you ever think that maybe dudes aren’t gawking at your beauty, but your lack of genuineness and humbleness. People stare at you because you are a train wreck. No, wait, a plane crash.
Hi does anyone know if this man committed suicide? Recently in her blog it says she is attending a suicide funeral and I am wondering if it is this person. Very sad if this is true.
i hope he didn’t kill himself.
Anyone else think Raymi looks EXACTLY like Howard Stern in drag:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Howard_Sterns_Miss_America_Hardback_Cover.jpg