Phoenix by Alexander Liberman, 1974.

Phoenix by Alexander Liberman, 1974.

I found this in my Tumblr drafts from a year back, but I can’t think of why I would be writing about her then.

Sasha Grey has these perpetually sleepy eyes. They’re so heavy lidded, and I don’t think it’s from her makeup either. She just has sleepy, bedroom eyes. Isn’t that perfect for a porn star?

Returning to Tumblr After a Failed Year

Tumblr is a lot better now than it was a year ago. I think we both matured a bit, and I’d like to think of myself worth of its company.

Codex Seraphinianus

Note to self:

When writing a cover letter, make absolutely certain (Absolutely. Certain.) you know the gender of the person whom you are addressing before sending the fucking letter off.

I find myself really anticipating the next episode of True Blood, even as I acknowledge that the show is the skankiest, greasiest piece of a screenwriting that I’ve witnessed in a long time. This probably means I’m wrong about my low critique of the show, but it also means that my tastes have fallen to new lows.

Also, Alexander Skarsgard is hot in a tracksuit, what gives?

We’ve had enough rotten meat!
The Battleship Potemkin, Sergei Eisenstein.
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