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To be fair, that woman doesn’t seem to be having the best time in Hamburg at the moment and wishes she were back in Sweden, where her family has a house and apparently spends most of the year. So her tears might not have been entirely caused by the quality of the product. I’m considering suing her anyway, just in case. September 19, 2026 Before I had the Year of Art, I had the Year of Friendship. It was actually two years, but who’s counting. These yearly themes aren’t really supposed to end when the year does. Something always sticks. One of the things that stuck from the Year of Friendship is that I now tend to say yes when someone asks me to do something. Relationships are the most important thing in life, and I don’t want to look back one day and think I should have done more, tried more, or spent more time with the people I care about. That being said, I don’t think this philosophy will extend to eating at fancy restaurants much more often. The food is delicious, sure, but I’m mostly there for the company, and by the next day I’ll probably have forgotten almost everything I ate. I have friends who can still tell me about that incredible mushroom steak they had in Copenhagen ten years ago or whatever. That’s just not me. Food is very much an in-the-moment kind of thing for me. I enjoy it while it’s there, but it doesn’t have a huge impact on how I remember an experience overall, as long as it’s good and healthy enough. September 18, 2026 Not only did I get surprise pastries, they also came with a surprise visit from Anna. I can’t imagine anything better happening to a day that, until then, hadn’t offered much in the way of interesting or joyful experiences. Earlier that day, I had unboxed some new, very(!) expensive ink: Platinum Chou Kuro, which promised to be the blackest waterproof ink you can get. Except it wasn’t waterproof. When I tried to paint over the face in the first panel with watercolor, the ink started smudging and messed the whole thing up. I had to switch to colored pencils to finish it, and even those managed to smudge the ink a little. So this comic is officially messed up, but at least we learned an important lesson: never trust an ink review that tells you an ink is waterproof. September 17, 2026 This was only the second time in my life that I brought something to the cleaners, and it always makes me feel like a character in Friends or Seinfeld. Those shows really made me think dry cleaning would be a much bigger part of adult life. Turns out: they lied to us. I switched to a fountain pen for the previous comic and this one, and I think you can tell. There’s something different about the line quality and, in my opinion, something better. Everything feels so crisp now! September 16, 2026