The New Year in Kiev, by Sasha Andrusyk

My blood pressure fell suddenly, like it sometimes does these days. I came alive maybe half an hour later after Sasha took this picture, when medicine was found. The baby started moving just two days before. It woke me up on the train. It’s too early for me to actually feel kicks, but I feelContinue reading “The New Year in Kiev, by Sasha Andrusyk”

They way journalism should always be*

Here we have Spain’s captain, Iker Casillas, kissing his reporter girlfriend. You know, when Spain was stunned by Switzerland, a bunch of fans tried to blame HER for the loss, because she was in South Africa, reporting on the World Cup, and apparently her feminine wiles “distracted” Casillas into letting Spain score, right right right.Continue reading “They way journalism should always be*”

“Secret lover” avatar

I have something to admit. I love the phrase “secret lover.” It’s so high school. It also comes in handy when expressing admiration, as in, “that Iker Casillas. What a career he’s had. He’s my secret lover.” Keeping that in mind, I realized, recently, that one of my favourite paintings completely and utterly captures thisContinue reading ““Secret lover” avatar”

“I’m never gonna say I’m sorry”

The title of this post was inspired by the immortal artistry of Ace of Base. Sarah wrote about sex & guilt for Feministe the other day, and it goes me thinking about love & guilt. Because, in all honesty, I have a harder time with the second topic. “I’m in love” is a phrase myContinue reading ““I’m never gonna say I’m sorry””

LOST: though mixed with God and Nature thou ;)

So here’s a coincidence – LOST ran for 6 years, just the amount of time that I had wound up spending with the person I loved and, in a way, will always love. For most of the time I watched the show, I was pretty much sharing it – just like sketchy water in aContinue reading “LOST: though mixed with God and Nature thou ;)”