34: im sad, what do? (1/2)

may 5th, 2025

as a heads-up for any folks who only read the commentaries — the comic update schedule is once again evolving! I’m about to enter busy season at my jobs and want to make more progress on my up-and-coming fiction projects, but also want to keep sharing fun art with y’all on a regular basis, so for the foreseeable future I’ll be posting new The Adventures of Blobic pages here on this website the first website of every month, and on all other Mondays I’ll be posting behind-the-scenes stuff from TAoB and my other projects-in-progress over on the (free!) AwS Patreon ^u^ thanks so much for your patience, and I hope to see y’all there!!

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this month is a two-pager with both pages up at once! my laptop is currently broken, so I drew this traditionally and am posting from my phone, and I’m hoping to get next month’s page made in the next week or two, so that one will likely be marker-and-paper as well. the pages I draw traditionally are much harder to edit than ones I draw digitally, so they’re more likely to have subpar art or crowded text, but Oh My Gosh are they so much faster to make!!

re: the content of this page — I miss Cinnamon 🥺 he was my liveliest and nibbleiest coauthor, and he was very dearly loved. fortunately Nutmeg seems to be in good health other than missing his brother, and is currently scurrying about exploring as I type this!

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transcript:

one of my gerbils died recently, and it got me thinking about how I experience sadness
[a plump gerbil stands cheerily atop a pile of fluffy paper bedding, or perhaps clouds. a caption reads “rest in peace, Cinnamon! 💙”]

I don’t often consciously feel sad, and I suspect one of the reasons is that I don’t really know what to do with sadness once I notice myself feeling it?
Blobic, looking downcast: I’m sad.
Chris: awh, I’m sorry to hear that!
Blobic, thinking silently: plz fix it fix it fix it fix it—
[in a separate scene]
Blobic, standing there awkwardly: I’m sad.
[a pause]
Blobic: welp! anyway—

so I’ve been reviewing my life data so far and the advice I’ve heard from others, and have come up with a potential Theory of Sadness that I’m eager to test!
[Blobic stands, holding a clipboard and wearing a lab coat, amidst a plethora of ambiguous charts, checklists, and bubbling beakers. he’s muttering “hmm, I see…” to himself.]

(to be continued!)

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