Brooklyn Hipster goes undercover, or how to ruin a nice neighborhood in 12 weeks

So I guess a lot has been going on lately, and I didn’t feel like writing about it since I felt like I had to process it on my own first. And I’m not done processing it, so you good people might as well help me or something. I might be moving. Again. You see, my Brooklyn apartment lease is expiring end of June, and that’s not really the problem since I did get the lease extension, but super indent of the building that lives directly beneath me is. Point being, he’s been a real pain in the ass. He...

Mother’s day and a freaking rainbow

I’m in a slightly better mood starting this week, slightly being an exaggeration. But weekends do seem to make things more tolerable for a few hours. And then you catch yourself deleting emails without reading them, totally happened today. But this weekend was relatively good, albeit busy with activities. I finished a small painting for a friend visiting from another country. And she was leaving on Sunday so I felt obligated. And it came out pretty good, but I forgot to take a picture of it. So you’ll just have to take my word for it. Also now supposedly my...

I don’t have any good news

What is there to tell you guys, firstly working hard doesn’t pay off. Like it pays, but after a certain period you’re like ‘oh fuck it, I’m just going to go raise chickens from now on.’ Which for me is a two-fold sentence because when I was little I spent summers at my grandmother’s who actually had live chickens. And they just shit all over the place. Trust me, they’re only cute on the internets. What is up with the news. Have you stopped following the news? Because I have. And then I took a break and started following the...

Dear Lord, I Wonder If That’s Your Real Name

A fellow blogger of mine, Chris at Freethinkers Anonymous just wrote about receiving rejection for his Mcsweeney’s submission. And that reminded me about the time I received by own Mcsweeney’s rejection. And Mcsweeney’s is a pretty big deal for us, and receiving a rejection from them is bittersweet. But this also reminded me that I never published my submission here due to various reasons that more easily summarize as insecurity. It still is probably my most favorite creation to date. Also, tomorrow is my birthday so I get to do whatever I want. All those easily offended enter at your own...

Flat tire, driving ticket, and some Twitter wisdom

Ok, I’m seriously not cool with life right now because it seems to be kicking me in the ass quite a lot lately. To the point that I’m re-thinking of becoming a good person or something. To the point that I’m this close to opening a non-profit for baby gorillas. Because that’s what this world needs: more good people, and baby gorillas. Don’t quote me on this. Anyhow, yesterday might have taken the golden medal, if there was a golden award for being a dick day. It started with rain. The morning started with rain. And it’s hard enough to drag...

Cherry blossoms, Easter, and Trump is still our president

Happy Easter to all people whom this applies to. Because I’m assuming I have a devoted Christian following. Obviously. And my Easter weekend was great. That is relatively speaking, and more on that to follow. Firstly, I haven’t had much time to blog lately, and it doesn’t seem like that will be changing soon. So I’ll do it, when I do it. Because that’s a solid plan, without actually being a plan. Anywho, the weather seems to be warming up finally, and it’s a good thing. Except for all the wardrobe adjustments that now need to happen for ‘when it’s nice...

My niece thinks she’s the princess. She’s right.

Yesterday was my niece’s first birthday. And it was special. It was special because I happen to like her a lot. I also helped her bring into this world. Totally happened read about it here, also Twitter helped. So I guess I felt like it was a celebration of me because I’m her godmother also, and because why the he’ll not. In all seriousness, my sister and her husband are doing a great job in raising her. I mean the child is alive, so obviously. Also, she is one happy baby. This part is a coincidence? But she’s our only...

The Pirate Who Does Not Know the Value of Pi

Normal life doesn’t have my stamp of approval. So I’ve been back from Paris. And it’s like I’ve entered hell. Every aspect of my life has decided to blow up into a shit storm. Diarrhea style. And normally I just call everything a bunch of fucking bullshit, but I was too tired to do even that. Excuse the amount of curse words in this paragraph, you can tell I’m somewhat frustrated. Also, I’ve been sick on top of being exhausted these past couple of weeks, and I tell you that’s a potent cocktail. I haven’t been doing anything artsy, or hipster, or interesting...

Paris has my stamp of approval

So, I went to Paris this past weekend. And I’m not going to lie, it was great. My Ukrainian origins might have something to do with this, as we consider ourselves somewhat European, and being in Paris also felt like somewhat home. First things first, traveling is stressful no matter how you put it. As I found myself hyperventilating at one point or another. Airports, security, customs, herds of people, time tables, and rotating schedules. Honestly, I think all of it works by the sheer will of God, or careful planning and execution, either way. I did successfully make it to...

Get your discount for organic tampons NOW

First things first, remember the good people of LOLA I told you about in my last post? Well, we did end up getting in contact with each other, and they did give me a promo code for friends, and family, and what not. And since you’re my friends, and family, and what not here it is: lkolisnyk2 for a $5 discount. And before you wine that it’s so small, just check them out, and make a conscious decision about signing up with them. And I’m just possibly saving you $5. Buy extra gum with it or something. Today was another snowstorm...