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I ask this with all the judgment I can muster: What’s wrong with people?

Here's a secret: She actually laughed quite a bit at this stupid joke, which was reassuring because I like the people sticking needles in me to be in a good mood.

I’m a bit proud of how streamlined my daily comic process has turned out: drawing, painting, scanning, editing, uploading, captioning, and posting.

I already briefly mentioned it in this daily, but I wanted to expand a little on those times when we’d get up in the middle of the night, drive to the Apple Store, and wait for hours for it to open, all just to get our hands on the new iPhone on release d…

I’ve never really swum before.

I haven't been this excited about an iPhone launch since the days when I'd actually get up at 4 AM to line up outside the Apple Store and get my hands on an iPhone 5 or whatever on launch day.

There’s this funny little dynamic between my father and me where we try to gauge whether the other person actually needs to go to the bathroom or is just trying to sneak off and pay for the meal.

Could I force her to get up, and would she probably not mind all that much?

I love that we both noticed the same thing and immediately wanted to share it with each other.

Will this be the year I buy myself a second or even third pair of workout clothes?

Turning 30 wasn’t actually an issue for me. 35 was much harder.

Yet another entry in my ever-growing collection of weather-related comics.

This was a lot of fun!

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.

Before I had the Year of Art, I had the Year of Friendship.

Not only did I get surprise pastries, they also came with a surprise visit from Anna.

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.

I’ll never get tired of mentioning how much I enjoy the fact that a really good day doesn’t have to offer all that much to be one.

In case you’re as clueless as we were when we suddenly found ourselves standing in front of this enormous thing, wondering what on earth it was: a graduation tower is basically a huge wooden structure filled with bundles of branches.

Yet another run where I can hardly stay in Zone 2.

Every single time I’m brave enough to go outside and draw or paint in public, something happens that lifts my mood.

If this comic diary sticks around for more than a year, you’ll eventually notice that I become full of self-pity every time summer comes to an end.

I love wearing my Apple Watch.

The fact that I’m even willing to regularly visit a hairdresser who doesn’t let me pay by card speaks volumes about the quality of Ramona’s work and her company.

Even talking about my woes of if and how to see myself as an artist makes me feel a bit like a fraud.

I’m currently figuring out how to survive winter without getting depressed, and finding a place to draw where I won’t freeze my butt off is one part of my preparations.

I loved Annie Jacobsen’s Nuclear War, so when my friend Matti told me she had a new book out that follows the same general principle, just with a different civilization-ending weapon, I ordered it on the spot.

I like this comic, even though I didn’t when I made it.

I was supposed to pick up a package for Anna while she was away, and I’m not even kidding when I say the kiosk was somehow even more chaotic in real life.

Something about the current season of Ted Lasso feels off.

When he actually spoke up, I could understand him perfectly, but he insisted on whispering even though the place was pretty noisy and I obviously couldn’t make out what he was saying.

I think it’s important to show an interest in your children’s hobbies.

No shade, but neither Munch’s nor Lassnig’s work did much for me.

A cute little day.

There aren’t many areas of digital life where I feel like we’re severely lacking AI solutions, but there’s one in particular where I can’t wait to get some kind of AI assistant: Maps.

Remember how I bought a PlayStation 5 Pro at the end of March because I knew the memory-related price hikes were just around the corner, and because I also knew I’d end up buying one later this year anyway because there was no way I was going to miss GTA…

Let’s just say Anna’s and my preferences when it comes to mattress hardness are slowly converging on a point in the future where the only sensible solution will be two different mattresses in her bed.

At one point I held a thing against the wall for like five seconds.

These spontaneous walks have become less frequent since Ines moved to a different part of the city, and I miss them.

Justine and Pablo offered "Hitschies" at Justine's party.

Sorry, Pablo, I didn't really think you were weak.

Hanna and Luis are in the process of moving from Glasgow to Venezuela and stopped briefly in Germany to take care of a few things and visit some friends.

Anna was sick that week, and I was so happy to find this stupid collector's plate to take over to her apartment after visiting the flea market with a couple of friends.

Gigabyte is so hard to play with.

I bought a tube of white gouache to use for occasional highlights in my watercolor paintings and haven't touched it once since.

Deciding to stop reading a book is an art form in itself.

I'm not sure if it's just a phase or if something happened, but she's very hard to read at the moment.

Sunday is long-run day.

Perhaps it was the tiredness from the day before, but I somehow lost track of time and thought it was Sunday already.

I’m not sure what’s going on in this house, but sometimes it feels like some kind of social experiment where normal people have been thrown in with people who don’t care about anyone else, just to see what happens.