At my parents' place.
Nothing to do + access to teh Inatwebz = Blog time. :P
So yah, I'm in Stockholm over the weekend, and I won't have time to do anything special tomorrow or on sunday, but today I went a-shoppin'. I got me a whole bunch of pens, mostly greyscale Promarkers needed for the comic I'm working on (double sets, I don't want to risk running out when there's no time to get new ones), but also some random Faber-Castell PITT pens (I love those) to flesh out the collection I already have.
Then I went to Zapata to get me a nice black and purple hoodie I remember seeing there, but they didn't have it right now. :-( Luckily a rock shop a bit down the street had one very similar, even a bit nicer, and not too expensive. 299 SEK, which is a nice price for a good sweater if you, like me, have spent too much time at the Vingåker Outlet, where even the measliest t-shirt costs 300 SEK or more.*
And, of course, no trip to STHLM is complete without buying at least one comic book. The lucky winner this time was Joker's Asylum, a collection of short stories by various writers/artists. I've read it, and it's a bit hit and miss, but it doesn't feel like a waste of money, so all's well.
All in all, a good day, despite the dreary grey weather and slushy ground. I got me a chai latte too, so I can't complain about anything. :P
Question of the day: why is it that every time I've gone shopping I want to tell everybody what I got?
*Except the stylish green one I bought recently, which cost 150 SEK and which I, incidentally, will be wearing tomorrow, along with my purple pants and the black 'n' purple hoodie. The Joker is not influencing my wardrobe at aaall...
So yah, I'm in Stockholm over the weekend, and I won't have time to do anything special tomorrow or on sunday, but today I went a-shoppin'. I got me a whole bunch of pens, mostly greyscale Promarkers needed for the comic I'm working on (double sets, I don't want to risk running out when there's no time to get new ones), but also some random Faber-Castell PITT pens (I love those) to flesh out the collection I already have.
Then I went to Zapata to get me a nice black and purple hoodie I remember seeing there, but they didn't have it right now. :-( Luckily a rock shop a bit down the street had one very similar, even a bit nicer, and not too expensive. 299 SEK, which is a nice price for a good sweater if you, like me, have spent too much time at the Vingåker Outlet, where even the measliest t-shirt costs 300 SEK or more.*
And, of course, no trip to STHLM is complete without buying at least one comic book. The lucky winner this time was Joker's Asylum, a collection of short stories by various writers/artists. I've read it, and it's a bit hit and miss, but it doesn't feel like a waste of money, so all's well.
All in all, a good day, despite the dreary grey weather and slushy ground. I got me a chai latte too, so I can't complain about anything. :P
Question of the day: why is it that every time I've gone shopping I want to tell everybody what I got?
*Except the stylish green one I bought recently, which cost 150 SEK and which I, incidentally, will be wearing tomorrow, along with my purple pants and the black 'n' purple hoodie. The Joker is not influencing my wardrobe at aaall...