It feels good, to be constantly moving like this. Like a shark.
Mural, babysitting, Avalon, commission work. And play, of course.

Both Tom and Randy will have fucked up faces for graduation weekend. One vibrated off the skin on his forehead with a Hitachi Magic Wand, and the other got beat up by a bouncer at a strip club on Mother's day. It's easy enough to guess which is which.

I made a lil tester art zine to give to my class (for free, y'all*) and they didn't even take them all. Fuckers. COLOR COPIES AREN'T FREE, YOU KNOW. At least humor me and take one and throw it away later. Andrew said it made him weepy, though. "Oh, you got the whole gang here. That makes me weepy."

I'm drinking my first cup of coffee in weeks. The effect on my bowels is disconcerting.


Yours truly,
T.




* B.Spears affect.