August 2009 – Page 5

And you can tell everybody, that this is your song – on the Kiev metro

I rushed out to meet my friends on Livoberezhna metro station last night, to see the new Almodóvar film (we all got the sense that we were watching some sort of illegally downloaded version, judging by the quality; also, I HATE DUBBING; also, “Broken Embraces” is pretty awesome, even if it leaves you feeling aContinue reading “And you can tell everybody, that this is your song – on the Kiev metro”

Lively menstruation discussion on Feministe!

Here. I’m one of those odd people who despised her period until she became sexually active. I’m not sure just how exactly my body chemistry changed back then, but periods went *poof* and became more bearable. Something I don’t even think about unless it’s my second day, which is the worst. Considering the amount ofContinue reading “Lively menstruation discussion on Feministe!”

Your daily dose of WTF: of crayfish, curlers and impudent teenagers

Just a typical photo session in my household in Ukraine: I’m not really sure why I’m in curlers. I’m not even going out. We do have live crayfish at the house, and the cat broke a crystal honeypot trying to escape from them. So maybe the curlers are there for the sense of solemn occasion.Continue reading “Your daily dose of WTF: of crayfish, curlers and impudent teenagers”

Man with 86 kids going for 100… and he gets applauded? Really?

Remember the outrage over the Octo-Mom – Nadya Suleman? How come I am hearing nothing of the sort directed at Hot 100-Dad? Could it be because of… *gasp* sexism? Because Islam only allows 4 wives at a time, I’m assuming he marries and then gets divorced to make room for the next crop of broodma…sorry,Continue reading “Man with 86 kids going for 100… and he gets applauded? Really?”

Tuesday Music: the kappamaki/Kappa Mikey edition

I had a teacher in high school, an old-school Chinese dissident, who used to say “why are you so tired? It’s only Tuesday,” upon encountering our miserable faces in miserable little rows on Tuesday mornings. I think he had a point. It was a lovely, hot Tuesday, anyway. My new hairdresser convinced me to goContinue reading “Tuesday Music: the kappamaki/Kappa Mikey edition”