So, I'm almost finished with a large chunk of work. It's always rather anti-climactic after these intensive and furious work weeks and I'm always left with mixed feelings of joy and melancholy. Like you've just ran your heart out and unsure what to do next? Well, I have more pages to draw for something else so that's a null theory but, uh, whatever. You get the point.

I usually do some cleaning after an issue and since today is recycle day for me I decided to organize and sort my papers and plastics that have built up for the past few weeks. They're pretty strict about how things are sorted and disposed of here. I have a colourfully illustrated flyer for how plastic bottles should be cleaned and crushed, while papers should be sorted between cardboard, regular paper and hard bristol type stuff. Not to mention how glass bottles should have their labels peeled off and metal caps removed and seperated. It all sounds pretty bothersome compared to the blue bin dumping I'm used to in Canada but I find it to be a rather soothing process. Deconstructing a big pile of crap into neatly tied and organized bundles tickles my usual disorganized self. It's... cathartic.

Gonna do fun things today. It's raining and a typhoon is nudging ever closer but, meh. I feel like spending money and taking pictures for some reason.

TAK