Ready?
See that!? I did a better job this time. I did it for my love of the a sploded priest. (By the way Michael, I haven't read up to that point yet, but after just flipping through a bit more, I'm sorry for saying the priest probably wouldn't be in it any more just cause he was a sploded in half. This is manga. What on earth gave me the idea that someone a sploding in that fashion would actually stay dead?) And see how big it is!? I learned how to munch it. Or probably crunch it. One of those, one of those.
You know, I don't know what everyone's talking about. Photoshop could be so easy for everyone if they could just learn how to use it like I do, and follow directions on the tutorial for stupid people without actually having any idea how what they are doing is working at all. I'd been using "Censored Vagina's Manga Editing Guide," the one with the name I understand almost as little as its contents, with the hopes that someone would see it minimized at the bottom of my screen and give me a funny look. Boy was the only one who did (I love you, little brother), so I changed to one that I actually showed me how to munch better. I hope everyone who lives here knows you all just crunched my soul.
The manga editing guides are under the folders named "japanese" and "hawhawhaw" in my bookmarks, along with the picture I found that looks something like Nanaki holding flowers and proposing to Ao and somehow ends up with Nanaki's friend wanting to take his shirt off (I put it there thinking it was crazy yaoi fangirl fanart, till I realized the picture came off the official Hana to Yume site where a lot of other actual normal looking advertisements for different manga series were. I can insult Saenagi's manga for being cliche all I like, but in the end we all know there's no way you can't respect someone had excellent advertising sense like that), since I considered (and still do) the idea of me actually using them to be in the same league of stupid as those pictures. It's good to know I have little enough self respect that I can do stupid things with my life without having to worry about that too much, even if it is going to be cut drastically short by the black widow bite on my thigh.
On Wednesday, I've got an interview at Jamba Juice. Only they call it an "audition" and the guy told me to come "ready to have fun" and to "bring along a joke!" Which I, knowing Japanese better than some of you, know translates to "You will never get this job." Despite my having decided to stop trying to get those better paying jobs with benifits that Mom was always insisting on and getting me nowhere, I still might be appling for more of of those ones in the Heath Care Jobs No One Wants area, if only just to go to the interviews. I went to one right before we left on our trip, and it was just nice to see someone saying I seem like I would do great in the job, and seeing my personality as a nice thing (you know. cause i'm so sweet and patient), instead of the crippling, crippling weakness that it is.
But personality or no, when inspiration strikes me, I can draw some really cool things. Anyone who wants to see the really awesome catgirl I drew a while ago needs to poke Pock to take it to her parents house to scan. It's my pride and my joy, and will be my new desktop as well.