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yura and ak


yura and ak, originally uploaded by hep.

hello lj! with all of the birthday festivities over, it is finally time to get back to the real business of this journal, complaining! wah i have an ear infection! wah! but wait hep, says the audience, weren't you just on antibiotics for like an entire decade and are now paying the gastrointestinal price? why yes i was! luckily for my fears and mental sanity, all of zane's ear, nose, and throat problems have left me highly educated on the state of ears, all the myriad problems that can occur, and how most "ear infections" aren't actually infections at all, but buildup of fluid in the ears, and doctors usually prescribe antibiotics in those cases because infection is often just around the corner from fluid buildup. so i will avoid my 15th doctor visit in as many days and just try to wait it out. now, i am a pain champ. most of the time i don't even notice i have various body breakages, i have walked around on broken limbs for weeks, and passed entire multiple mm wide kidney stones without even noticing until the gravel came out, as it were. ear pain however, is my one true weakness. i can disassociate from any pain, as long as it is outside my head. however ear pain, and by extension tooth pain, i can't get far enough away from.




these images are from our walk last weekend. there is a hiking trail loop near our house, and there are all these strange little shrines made out of debris and trinkets. when you first come across one you can just pass it off as a weird collection of trash, but they are roughly every quarter mile and super weird. sometimes there will be stuff worked into cracks in a tree or log, sometimes it will just be a carefully erected grouping along the base of a tree. i never move anything because, hello? i have seen horror movies? but hopefully these pictures won't bring the crocker ghost to my door all "whereeee's my pixeeelllls?"




you can also see the sad state of graffiti affairs around here. some of these kids need to learn that when you go muraling, you need to bring more than two cans of paint. perhaps i should start a graffiti class at our local community center so that these kids can stop putting forth their sad efforts to compete with the sunnydale kids. we also found a whole bunch of these brownish stippled hawks living in the woods back there. they are obviously not red-tails, i am going to do some research and find out what they are.



this weekend the children are going away to visit their grandparents, so i have a rare free entirely child-less weekend in which i can engage in adult activities and wear clothes i don't have to worry about getting spilled on. demure will also be coming back to the bay this weekend and spending some time with her will be awesome. she flew out to visit hawaii last week, after spending the night here and having a slumber party, and it was so nice to see her and hang out. she also approved of the newest addition to the family which is...




yuriy is growing a beard. i am not too sure how i feel about it, i have never dated someone with real facial hair before. it reminds me too much of my dad who enjoys rocking the "eastern european terrorist chic" look much of the year (tho he shaves down to what we call "eurotrash mustache" during the spring and summer) however, i love that yura's beard is red. it is almost the same color as my hair! and it's kind of super hot to be dating an extremely built, strong, rugged mountain man even tho that is the furthest away from my type possible. i like to be the one who can beat the other person up in a relationship. i keep calling him a russian bear. is this what a bear is, gay friends? i am unsure on the concept. there is no body hair elsewhere, in true russki style. the beard won't last very long (he can't stand the itching) but it is really fun to play with while it is here.



before i go, a ton of links that i have been saving and haven't had time to drop and really talk about:

acorn cleared of conservative entrapment.
discussion of the evelyn evelyn, ableist ableist issue
an even better writeup on same issue
original blog post by amanda whining palmer where she turns the disabled into a cute recordselling marketing ploy with a side of child rape thrown in
second amanda facist palmer post where she tries to justify her cultural appropriation and prejudice by whining about how she is white, while avoiding any hint of an apology or discussion of the actual problematic issues people brought up the comments in both of her entries are where the real gold is
build your own chicken coop for my all my chickfolks out there!
I understand the ear pain. I don't think I've as much pain tolerance as you, but the one thing that will always get me is stuff in my head. Earache, toothache, sinus pressure.. ugh.

I hope it stops hurting soon!
I didn't know you liked graffiti! YaY!
Your flicks are the jam!
thank you! and yes, i LOVE graffiti. i used to be one of those kids like up there, awkwardly writing FUCK YOU MOM on the back of industrial buildings. later i hooked up with a bunch of real graffiti artists in my other neighborhood and learned all about how to do it. now i only do it in pixels tho pretty much:



i like shooting graffiti a ton, but i never ever get the chance to paint anymore. besides which, i am WAY too old to be hopping fences carrying anything heavier than my camera (which i will never be too old to hop fences with!)

but i still love drawing graffiti style art, and making stuff in pchop:




omg yay! i love flickr friends. mine is flickr.com/photos/hep but you will probably see most of them on lj because i really only upload to there what i plan to post here or in flickr comms (i LOVE flickr comms)
Head pain drives me insane too, I thought I was gonna murder my own face when my wisdom teeth were bothering me. If you start a neighborhood graffiti class invite meee. I'm sure most talented writers learn how to graff in classrooms, right? You'll get used to the beard pauzed's beard grew on me even though its just for the Sharks in the playoffs its gotten huge. The scruffy rugged look gets me kinda hot and bothered sometimes.
Awww I'm sorry about the ear pain. I'm the same with head pain. I'm about to remove my jaw if it doesn't stop being a poppy bastard.

Good idea about not moving the stuff. I learned the best rules of life from horror films. And ngl the graffiti made me lol.
I am terrified of tooth pain more than anything, never thought of it in terms of not being able to get away from it. Like I can still think fine no matter what hurts, other than my head, eye or teeth. I hate teeth.

Now you've gone and made me all excited about chickens. I really, really want some. Unfortunately, I don't think they'll fit on my balcony. I also want an enormous vegetable garden. So many plans, so little space!

Also, your kitty is a shorthaired version of mine. Cute!
aaaaahhahahahah it does look a little like that in the end. he wears thick glasses and stuff tho so he looks nothing like that guy. he actually looks very bosnian, something we always tease him about but i couldn't possibly explain what it looks like. it is like trying to say you know someone is an east coaster. something in the bone structure and eyebrows.

Yurka looks, like, bazillion times more Russian now that the beard is there.
Amanda Palmer apparently saw me saying we should wait until the CD/story is finished and judge her work as a whole in that first SF_D post about it, and is mailing me a present.

I don't like the direction it's heading, but I'm willing to hold off until I can see the entire thing.