just gotta purge it

Saturday to Saturday, I can safely say that this week fucking sucked. not every moment. not without moments of respite and relief, but it very fully and significantly was a real fucking bummer. I didn't cry, I didn't throw anything, or storm out of anywhere, or yell or shriek or howl, but I did feel: sad, insecure, scared, exhausted, overworked, disempowered, unprepared, misunderstood, lonely, isolated, boring, inarticulate, stupid, paralyzed, hopeless, and foolish.

a feeling's just a feeling, and i just feel that shit hard. this week is fucking over and good riddance.

new month, new marks.

my favorite portland places...

these are from TITLE WAVE, the Multnomah County Library System's used book store.

This is what Title Wave looks like

Stuff from SCRAP...difficult to see but important to notice are the bottles of gold enamel and olive green ink for $.25/ea.

i want to be around people who love each other and know that life is a long party, because i'm not always like that, but i wish i was.