I wish everyday could be like this… Today felt a little bit like christmas. (did you notice how his hair in that video was a s-t-r-o-k-e o-f g-e-n-i-o-u-s?!)
First I had a good and quite productive morning at CAS.
I was on time AND had showered before leaving for school!
I made a copy of my zine for Niklas, one of my mentors, while watching a youtube-clip of google-wave. (I want google-wave… it’s like msn and facebook, only better! g-g-goooogle!!! I love them!!! GogoGOGOGogoogoOGOOogoGOOoGLe!!!)
Then I took a loooong walk (ok, I admit… it was only like 45 minutes of walking, but still! It’s a lot for me!) to Tekniska museet where I met up with Mia to talk about my new job (fröken Frida! I’m o be a teacha! Yay!!!) which I will be kicking off on wednesday the week after this. For reals! They’re mine now! My children!😀 I’m like Jesus: just let the children come to me!😀 LET THEM COME!
I then took a nice stroll down to the comic book store at Lilla Torg. They still didn’t have Julie Doucet’s My new york diary… what’s up with that?! A comic book store that doesn’t have Julie?! WHAT?!
Then I went to Science fiction-bokhandeln, and almost had a nervous breakdown (not true, I was calm as a bucket of sour milk, but for the sake of the story I chose to exaggerate my reaction here) because of that lousy excuse for a comic book shelf they have.
In some respects Stockholm definitely still has the upper hand on Mmö… I mean; Alvglans, Comics heaven, Staffar, SoFo comics, Science fiction-bokhandeln in Old Town… and there are even a few more that I can’t remember the names of right now.
Yeah yeah, ‘nough o’ this jibberjabber! On to the good parts! Yes. So, I had lunch at Govindas, bestest lunch ever! I read Lokas Till mina vänner och ovänner as I ate. (Fascinating and funny, she is! The one where she’s afraid to use the phone, haha, beautifully humourous!).
Then back to school where I sketched 6 pages (Hurra!) for the book.
At 6 o’clock Lisa, me and Loulou went to Niklas art exhibit. He is so frikkin’ talented! He is pure inspiration to me!
I drooled over his paintings for a while, gave him my zine, said hello to Knut, that elegant man, and then headed off to the next event of the evening…