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.

All the weight I lost

I lost about 4 kilos in the past two months for no apparent reason...

So unfair! Well, not that I had much to start with, but still!

And oh! HAPPY 25th BIRTHDAY BRUNINHO! Beijos!

Soft

G's away in Poland this weekend.

I'm getting soft and pathetic.

Muscle Hangover

Morning update! (I'm procrastinating.)

"Muscle ache" in German literally translates to "muscle hangover." How appropriate is that? It totally makes sense. And this is why German is great . . . it makes sense. Usually.

And last night was great. G's family is supersweet. Aside from my brain overheating from using German, everything was lovely. :)

Off to make some calls and run some errands. And to colour my octopus drawing. mmm. Delicious octopus.

Meet and Greet

I'm telling you, Stuart Little is a little bit trippy.

Meet and greet with G's dad and sister today. eeeeeep. Actually, I wasn't worried all week, and then of course last-minute panic kicks in a few hours before I meet them.

gulp.

Delicious Diagrams

I've been learning French for ** years and I didn't even know that pie charts were called "camembert" en francais. How awesome is that?

Btw, in Japanese, it's just "circle graph." Bo-o-oring! They should've called it liked...okonomiyaki chart. Or something. Anything!

Feather Duster

A few weeks ago, my mom and I bought an ostrich feather duster at a market. I don't know what it is about them, but there's something just really cool about feather dusters. I remember wanting them a lot as a kid, but as far as I remember, this is our first feather duster ever. And it's so pretty! So pretty! So pretty that I don't even want to dust things with it. It's just sitting in a vase in our living room now, being pretty.

Overall a good Monday. Got my blood taken at the doctor's office just to make sure that I'm all better. Finished a few drawings and started on a new one. Showed my art teacher my comic, and he laughed and said he liked it. Got caught right in the 15-minute downpour on my way to German class. Enjoyed an unusually small class of five people. Talked to G. So yes. Overall a productive Monday!

Wedding to Mitte

Helped J and K move into their new apartment today. I will probably be achy tomorrow, but I had a wonderfully gorgeous sunny Sunday surrounded by good company!

Also, my mother doesn't know how to eat gum:

I still can't believe it's already April. Good god. I'm terrified of the thought of actually having to finish my portfolio, but somehow....it will have to happen. I never feel like I'm doing enough and it feels unhealthy being under this intense-and-yet-so-vague stress. Yeah. I don't know what that means either.

Early to bed tonight.

Stuart Little

I started teaching my mom English about a month or so ago. Rereading books I'd read as a kid has made me realize how subtly bizarre the stories actually are . . .

PS. to all the Canadians out there:

Oh man. I could totally go for some poutine right now.

Broke

I broke my computer yesterday. Hence the lack of update...but hopefully I'll get used to going back to using PCs again and editing my photos with MS Paint.

At least it gave me an idea for a comic strip, right? Right? Unngh.

Otherwise, everything is fine. G came with me to get my bicycle repaired on Wednesday, and I've been a happy spring cyclist since. And it's supposed to be 21C on Sunday! Spring is a-comin'.