sorry I've been ghost-like here! thanks all for your continuing support, and apologies for not always keeping up with all that art I keep getting in my message centre. there are a few things in the works to come, including a third night lights (more to the comedy side again) and maybe some other fun and/or not fun business.

I've been falling up recently. it's a little incredible how sometimes your own mind can feel bigger than yourself; like it inflates into a fat happy blimp and takes you back to where you're meant to be. wherever you're happy. even if you're happy being sad. your head's true home.

that's all. take care.

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<sub>strange talk between friend robyn and I:

D: [link] SEX BOMB by TOM JONES
R: hahaha!! oh nooo! Old man dancing
D: better or worse than paul mccartney?? [link]
R: Paul wins with me xD
D: XD me too. somehow tom jones looks like he wants to seduce you too much
R: And it's not working! hahaha. or maybe it is?
D: XD sex BOMB sex BOMB
R: Tom Jones needs to work on being subtle. Does he write his own songs?
D: I have no idea! maybe paul writes them for him
R: xD sabotage! Here Tom, I have a song for you. It's called Sex Bomb. Tom: huh! Wonder what that means!
[later]
R: I remember watching Polkadot Shorts on a public broadcasting channel
D: me too!
R: It was so strange to me haha
D: they should've shown SEX BOMB
R: XDDD oh gosh
D: hahaha has he seduced you yet
R: "Baby you can turn me on!" but not vice versa
D: lol! awwwwwww unrequited sex bomb</sub>