performed three costume changes, been frustrated by the world five times, and shot video of herself playing chinese checkers. the question is what have you done?

born a long time ago in a galaxy far far away, little raymi sunshine found her niche as a premiere blogger back when you were still being blown away by tsar’s first record (one of raymis faves).

today she finds herself up against for best blogger in the universe bragging rights with her toughest foe, Dooce, the american favorite from LA who now lives in the SLC. the busblog sat down with ms minx to check in and speculate on her thought process going into the final days of voting.

busblog: raymi why should you win this award. youre not even original.
raymi: pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft
busblog: but dooce writes about having a child, you dont have any children
raymi: yeah and if i do then i will write about how f-ing retarded my kid is
and mouthy
and moody
and how much i deserve it
my kid better be a girl too
busblog: omg when are you expecting?
raymi: haha
not for a loooong time
im not done failing at life yet
kids are for the second stage of life when all your avenues and chances dry up, then you have a kid and instill all your insecurities and missed-out-ons into it

busblog: in retrospect was the tattoo a bad idea?
raymi: no
sometimes i look down at it and go sigh how bored am i of you
but then i think how much i love it and how i want a unicorn and other stupid stuff
i will inevitably get one on my other arm of something
maybe RAYMI in some arty farty script

busblog: when will the larger than life portrait of fil adorn your back with huge gothic script under it saying “my mans”?
raymi: never
back tattoos are for strippers and fat hippies
and chodes from the burbs
and you
busblog: my raymi tattoo portrait is almost done so hush
which is your real bff?
the blonde, or sass?
raymi: you couldnt draw yourself out of a wet paper bag
they are both my friends and i love them
nice angle you dirtbag

busblog: lets say there was one life preserver left
raymi: bahaha
busblog: both of them were swimming off the titanic
raymi: well whichever one was more athletic
busblog: of course you had a cool one
which would you throw the extra one to?
raymi: me included, id give it to the poorest swimmer
busblog: sass wins then
awesome

busblog: ok, now to your art
how many pieces have you sold over the last year?
raymi: remind me to charlie horse you when i see you next
um a ton
busblog: how many do you thnk dooce has sold?
raymi: she doesnt have to make crappy art
she just has to write about her totally domesticated life in utah and her daughters facial expressions and her legions go OOOOOOOOOH AAAAAAAAHH SO AMAZING
raymi: ive sold 35 paintings in total
give or take
the bad kids are in the park right now
it’s balls freezing right now and dark wtf
they havent been around inawhile
where did you go

raymi: tony i have a question for you, why aren’t you in jail yet
what do you think the internet would be like if i never found you
busblog: they cant keep a good brotha down
it would be less canadian, thats for sure
raymi: i mean my readers and yours
you would inevitably find and irritate me though
busblog: doubt it
raymi: im glad i have more bg info on you and see the wizard behind the curtain that your toolbag readers dont see haha
though i must say in real life you talk a good game, v well spoken and intelligent
busblog: thanks baby
raymi: dont let it go to your head
busblog: also you know way hotter stories about me than ive ever told on m’blawwg
raymi: if by hot you mean gross, thanks trying to forget about that. next!

busblog: how did you lose all that weight?
please say snorting weight loss pills
raymi: by watching what i eat and when i eat
and being stressed out
and stopped drinking beer
white wine instead of red
busblog: interesting
raymi: wii fit
busblog: are you still 20 on wii?
raymi: in the summer biking and walking
depends how shaky i am
i think im 23 right now

busblog: where should people vote for you?
url please
also, how often shoudl they do it
raymi: http://2008.weblogawards.org/polls/best-diarist/
busblog: also, should they tell their friends
raymi: every 24 hours from when they last voted
and they should make a point to go to libraries and work and home vote wherever
they should tell as many people as possible
busblog: ktnx now make out with fil for a good 4 minutes and say its from me and pitt
raymi: SICK DUDE
my breath stanks
busblog: that parts pitts. mine is the roaming hands part.

someone drank a bunch with someone else.

someone sat and talked with someone else for a while so that we could drive home safely.

and those conversations were pretty awesome.

then someone drove home to the south and someone drove home to the northeast.

then someones exgf was on someones couch and it was nice that she was there. so they talked nicely and softly and held hands.

then someone was tangled up nicely

then someone was asleep and someone else was asleep.

then everyone was asleep except for the gangstas

who were rappin bout mowin down sucka mcs like it wasnt a thing.

last night karisa showed me her new camera which could fit in an altoids case. strangely she didnt take any pictures.

not sure if she has mastered the concept that things are cute when theyre tiny but you really should press its lil button to get it to go off.

we ate and she said i think this food is a day old. cant you taste it.

i was all im a man who eats from whatever they hand me from the drive through window.

on top of that we are eating uncooked seafoods.

on top of that we are having beautiful conversations, some of which are slightly scandalous.

on top of which i am no stranger to the soy sauce or wasabi.

so no i dont feel that this totally delish sushi is a day old.

in fact, more please.

what if you already did.

i ask her out over and over and she says no.

thats our problem, too much talking.

when the talking stops everyones happy.

once she gave me the silent treatment and it backfired like six minutes later.

whats to say anyways

how was ur day

saw a bird on a rock at the beach.

isnt it better to just look at each others eyes

check each other out a little.

maybe catch a whiff of her new hair dye

how was yr day

ate too much. drank too much.

and this will be my only exercise.

semi

silently

help yr girl win all the marbles

else she will lose her marbles!

vote here and ax yrself, does Dooce dance like this?

yesterday was his last day. friday was the other josh’s last day. that means we have run out of joshes.

the joshes were one of the secret ingredients behind the record breaking success of our online ventures. if it was hollywood theyd call them one of the little people. but these guys were far from little. they were incredibly important. not sure what things are gonna be like without them.

but it reminds me of the time when i was the arts editor of our college paper and then all of a sudden i wasnt arts editor. i was all, that section is doomed. theres just no way. all of a sudden the video guy was supposed to take over for me and as much as i loved him i was all theres no way, hes funny but theres no way.

magically the video guy stepped up majorly and indeed there was a way.

im hoping thats what happens here. i am also hoping that as in my dream of last week, the joshes are simply leaving us for a little while and they will learn some tricks that they wouldnta been able to learn here, and one day they will come back to us when we least expect it and shower us with more of their brilliance and there will be celebrations and great tidings.

on my first day here the joshes and several others from the Development team greeted me like a rock star. they showed me around, made me feel at home, made me feel wanted. “anything you want, just ask” they said and it was more than just lip service.

for a huge machine to work, you need all of the parts to cooperate. the joshes never let us down, not even once. on top of that they always seemed to have time to drink. gotta love that.

last night we drank and celebrated josh k’s departure. it was somber, so of course i did my best to be outrageous and disgusting in order to provide levity during the sadness of the day. i hope i succeeded.

some say josh looks like the dude in office space.

someone asked me if its true that the leaves of the trees dont change color in california

the correct answer: false.

as the esteemed philispher yogi berra once said, the only constant in life is change.

caitlin and her roommate kathryn made this beautifully done professional video

whistle along!

i say fine, take pics

yesterday sarah and ali and i ate lunch and ali pulled out this new candy called the shocker

they said, tell us more about isla vista and the pardall road development

i said remember that place that was the burger king, and then the karate place.
its now where the pardall road development headquarters is

they have a map showing how theyre widening the sidewalks…

adding new olde fashionedey street lamps

removing the drinking wall from sams to go

and removing all parking from the street except at the very end by giovannis

i swear to god i passed these girls who had just returned from winter break who looked at it all
and said “this is I.V. not the !#@$ing Grove.”

introduced myself to the women, we went back to their place, and check out their cassette collection.

one of em took my buddy around back and the other said whats yr favorite flavor m&m

i esped her thinking hope you say pink.

Raymi (but she will often deny it) is in the fight of her life

so vote for her before Dooce unleashes her MommyArmy

you know raymster is canadas top diarist, so giver some love, eh hosers?

major redevelopment on pardall. the footpatrol even moved to trigo

worst news, Emerald Video is closing

the sunset falls on everything