“It was a Roman who said it was sweet to die for one’s country. The Greeks never said it was sweet to die for anything. They had no vital lies.”
Edith Hamilton, “The Greek Way”

I am afraid of mice; yesterday I saw one in my bedroom. My feelings about that are… strong. I feel like a toothpaste squeezed out of this flat, out of this city, out of this way of living.
Gru-the-dog is staying with me at the moment, because of renovations at dad’s place. She paid no attention [...]

That’s all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That’s all there is
I’m fucked! Renovations at dad’s place. Should I say more? Money and communication with the guys who are working there (one is from Georgia, another one from Azerbaydzhan) make me totally upset. Exhausted. And Gru, the bloody uneducated dog, stays with me these [...]

That’s another tricky question.
I prefer turkey. That’s why:

The meat of turkey is more homogenous. If you buy a whole chicken, very often it has a very dry breast and very fat legs.
The production of turkey is not as industrialised as the production of chicken (at least here in Russia). This creates a humble hope that [...]

I noticed a strange rule: when I get up early, I feel more like I want to draw something.
When I get up late, I prefer to knit.
Does it mean that I am more creative in the mornings?

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=163331162673210702&q=power+of+old+people
I will be a very naughty old woman, even naughtier than this one! I don’t want to die young. 130 years? 150? 160? I will not get bored - I promise! And when I will get bored, I promise to die.

A bit dissappointed by my trip to Kiev. It combines all the disadvantages of a big city, like traffic, high prices, bad air, with disadvantages of a provincial town (crappy food, nothing happens). The worst part was travelling by train - I HATE that, I can’t sleep, it’s always either too cold or too hot, [...]