Bremer Schmuddelwetter

Ah, good old Bremer weather!

Wet and Grumpy

I'm wet and tired and grumpy, grr!

Contrary to what the comic might imply, I actually had a pretty good day. I started a new job, and I got my official student ID and cafeteria card and semester public transport ticket and all that jazz from my art school! Preeeetty sweet!

And drawing this made me feel infinitely better. Drawing comics is very therapeutic and it's made me a much more positive person because whenever anything kind of crappy happens, I know I can use it for my comic the next day. In short: comics makes everything FREAKING AWESOME.

And speaking of which, Josh had a no good very bad day yesterday that he turned into a pretty awesome comic. Oh, and Achtung! There's blood in the comic. :P

Wolkenbruch

It's hay fever season, and I'm kind of itchy and sneezy. I hope that the freak downpours this afternoon have somewhat helped whatever allergens from flying in the air, but we'll see.

Today was a long day of running errand after errand, but at least they're pretty much done now. My Mac is out for repair now, too. I can't wait to get it back. Oof.

I also got my Aufgabe theme from the UdK today. I have three weeks to create something and hand it in (along with my portfolio):

So yes. I may be slightly MIA until May 19 (although not from Bonsai!), but things should be a little bit less hectic after that (aside from practicing life and perspective drawing just in case I get called back for the exam).

But yes. Huff huff. Here we go.

Windshield-wiper-glasses

Happy sunny Saturday!

Monday was not so sunny. There was a crazy downpour between 6:05 and 6:15 in the afternoon, which was exactly the time frame when I was walking from Alexanderplatz to my German class, lugging my portfolio (!) and a ton of other stuff. It was as if the gods of bad timing had ganged up on me. They lured me out of the station (where I otherwise would have stayed), making me think that it was just a few droplets that I could endure on my 10 minute walk to school. And then, of course, just as I got out in the open, vulnerable, with nothing to protect myself with or overhangs to duck under, they went and dumped a bucket (a la waterpark) on me. There was nothing I could do. I could only go forward. It was raining so much that it got to the point where I could actually see better (ie. identify obstacles) without my glasses. But there was nothing to do, so I trudged on. By the time I made it to school, I was completely drenched. Absolute misery.

I came into the classroom expecting to see other victims of the downpour, only to find none. Apparently everyone had gotten in the moment it started raining. And to top it all off, the rain let up literally 2 minutes after I got into the classroom. Ah. So is life.

Anyway, bitterness aside, these are times when I wish I had wipers on my glasses. I wonder if glasses-wipers even exist. I bet some nerdlinger's already made a pair...


...Ha!

I knew it! I found this photo on the blog of a vintage eyewear store in LA. And sure enough, the title of the entry was "Someone already did it." And a while ago, too, apparently.

But yes. Fortunately, my artwork didn't get wet thanks to my sturdy portfolio case. And aside from the temporary misery, all was in Ordnung.