[Context: I want yoghurt at 2 a.m.] “Please don’t get yourself arrested on your way to the store. And don’t get into any fights either.” “Don’t worry, if there’s five of them, I’ll run away. If there’s three, I’ll fuck them up. If there’s four, I’ll improvise.” [When considering a role in a bad TVContinue reading “Conversations of the last few weeks”
Is like a constant series of goddamn teaser trailers.
I have never been this tired before *in my life*. I imagine that after The Globe is born and we’re back home from the hospital, I will be *even more* tired. The mind boggles. How do people survive? How has the human race been propagating itself all of this time? Oddly enough, the only thingContinue reading “Too tired to attempt a clever blog post, so here’s a pregnant photo”
“It’s not a fucking walk in the park.” – Madonna, on pregnancy and childbirth. Well, except on those rare occasions when it is: This summer in Moscow is nothing like last summer in Moscow. For one thing, I don’t wear heels (I don’t even know where all of my high-heeled shoes went, at this pointContinue reading “The Globe and I”
Thank you for your donations that are helping see me through what’s been a really difficult time and are helping me buy more time as the result. Although I’ve managed to carve out a fairly decent life for myself in Moscow, medical bills have been an absolute nightmare – even though I have managed themContinue reading “On chronic pain: love your body, or it will smack you down”