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I've been doing art.   All kinds of changes going on and the art still keeps going.   So the other day I finally find the first two issues of Phaugy Dox and look through them and I still like them.

It's pushed me to do a third which I had no idea that I would do.  After the first two I didn't know…

I'm thinking maybe I need to do a zine about menopause...tried to find out if there were others who make zines who are going through this madness....I don't even know if it matters.  

Tomorrow is/has to be better than how I feel now.   I don't want to feel this way for years and years more of this place.

Menopause sucks.   I can't take anything to make it better, all the stuff either doesn't touch this or I'm alergic to it....I just want to make it stop…

Back in the saddle of trying to find work.  Too much makes me sick anymore.

Sick of looking at want ads for collection agencies and banks.

sick of wanting and not getting.

sick of feeling like to have I must whore out myself.

sick of tired useless useless.

my corner of the mess is getting more smaller every day.

sick of feeling so helpless to help all the people who are drowning in all this shit that's labeled economic.

tired,…

It's been a busy few months since I was here last. I finished the second vol. of Phaugey Dox and they have since become part of a larger book.

A grand zine. I'm working on two at the moment. They have offered obsticals of how to put them together which I have solved by wrapping the folded edges to make the binding..

Evolution at work. I'm working on some papers which could be turned into individual zines at some point, but who's to say.

I'm still enjoying the process.