late to the party

the last show finally open, so i now deliver what i hope will be the last post for awhile where i feel is all catch-up. i dislike the feeling of not really writing and there's been far too much of that round these parts for far too long. admitting to withdrawal under distress is not an excuse to continue doing it, and is time to make/art/wuk. words calling; so i disseminating the recent mental archive to allow for forward-writing:
bc pires, saying what i been reading+thinking.
money worries.
and my sexy zaaki totally capturing sweet t+t...walk good.