Looks like portland ftp is good and running again. Finally.

Was in a crappy mood when i headed home after work. The poor jeepney driver got a share of steam when he started his vehicle while i was getting off. I'm not naturally masungit. But i become one when i'm too tired, or when my life is placed in a bit of danger.

On my way home i had a bit of an idea on a piece of work. There's this urge to draw or paint or do anything these last few days, but i haven't been giving it much attention coz there was no idea, just the urge, and by experience i know that won't amount into anything. So now there's the concept, and the urge is still there. There is a huge emotion involved in it too, and it was so huge and deep that i find it hard to breathe normally while cooking up the idea in my head. If things go smoothly i'll start working on it soon. Soon.