so this is winter

ive been slacking. for alongtimenow. its because sometimes my ears feel like they're burning from the drum out and sometimes i forget that i have toes and the wind is all made of snow and they sprinkle sand on the park paths instead of salt and you cant tell that there were once stairs their until you sink in the better half of your leg and the first time i tried out my snowleggs i fell some 5 times. once i deserved for getting overly excited, twice was a freak fall {whenever i fall its usually really cartoonish; like i feel myself in the air for a split second and all my limbs everywhere and i have time to say oh brother or something like that in my head}, the third some fat dude laid me out, the forth some babushka chewed me out and the fifth some dog kissed my wounds and then promptly pissed on the ground next to me (next to me mind you, he was a way polite stray). and this is all a pretty big excuse.

my fake family has been sometimes forgetting to feed me and i cant tell if its a statement or a suggestion or if they just want to teach me what is a russian winter. like all the lights are off in the house and im thinking they'll come to my room and roll in a potato and i'll have to fight the cat for a raw potato dinner. its not that that bad but im awful grumpy when i havent been eating and then i move onto delusional and everything to me gets funny and thats just a bad idea in russia. some dude made eyes at me because i was giggling and you know what happens when some dudes make eyes at you. we went to this russian walmarty thing called OKAY. walmart back home gives me anxiety and so did this one but they have free samples of booze which is interesting but which i didnt partake in. i did, however, get some really great bargains. but i did, however, feel extremely dirty afterwards.




i was thinking about trying to write about moscow and some of the past weeks and budapest but we'll see what happens.