...Je suis finally
foto-logging, and so is ma souer:
J_22.
Tapping into my serial dreams about intruders (evil at some pure form) who seep into my home or apartment or house where I am forced to confront and face and fight the evil —sometimes with knives, sometimes confused by my own reflection in mirrors, sometimes behaving politely to the evil only to outwit it— (deep breath)... Sxx and i rented
Funny Games last night. Yeah,
man. We called
red over to join us in the intense fear. The unrelenting, unrelenting, unrelenting torture. The total control he, the director, the filmmaker, has over you, a power with which he taunts you, every surmounting tense moment. That
Haneke, man. He's ...kind of mean. Like with
The Idiots, I prefer you didn't read anything about the film first— if you're going to rent it, just pick it up and put it in, and see what unfolds.
back awhile i wrote
this thing on tshirts and other streetstyle sported here in the neighborhood and now after browsing my photos i realized without trying much i've got a gallery's worth of t-shirt shots and
+ here they are, slideshow formatted + just for you.
(thanks to all models willing and otherwise).
some words shouldn't be used like,
Altmanesque, and also, billie holiday shouldn't be remixed by any dj.
