a little bitter cause the graphic novel contest i was gonna enter says "must not contain explicitly graphic, bloody and/or gory representations of violence. Including, but not limited to mass carnage and dismemberment." DAMMIT!!! 
the thingie i had in mind would definatelly fail that test... they're looking for "high art" is the problem; they also said no depictions of sexual violence allowed... however evidently depictions of drugs are ok !! cause i saw a comic on their website where hupty dumpty was definatelly getting high...
bastards.
maybe i'll send my comic in to them anyway... and somehow explain that the violence is absolutely necessary to the plot...
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AND (just to continue now that my brain is somewhat back in place again) i had my first day on the job at phonathon today-- it was a bit more action-packed than i expected: my job is to call alums from my college and ask if they'd like to give even more money from the school (most evil job on the planet, i know, muah ha ha) and apparently i did better in my first day than most usual days go: got 4 credit-card pledges...
but at one point i was talking to this lady: "hi, my name is Kathleen and i'm calling you from Scripps college, how are you this afternoon?"
-"um, oh, i'm fine..."
me: "we're having a somewhat drizzly day here in Claremont today.."
she: "oh, it's that way here in colorado too. heh heh."
me: "Ha Ha Ha!! well, i was just calling you to let you know that we've been having a FABULOUS year here at Scripps-"
she: "oh, that's nice."
me: "yeah! we've risen 4 POINTS on the US world and news report's listing of liberal arts schools!"
she: "oh, that's good."
me: "I know! And i was also calling to let you know that our fiscal year is almost over and we are SO close to our goal of 55% participation!! and I wanted to know if you would like us to renew your--"
Suddenly, just when it looked like i was gonna sucker some money out of her, i was siezed by a horrendous fit of coughing, and it was so damn embarrassing! she asked if i was ok, and i was coughing so hard i couldn't even reply, and she said she'd just send us a check and i kinda had to say ok thanks and hang up- then i shouted "why the fuck did that happen?" and my boss shouted "please don't swear in here!!" and i had to crawl my way to the kitchen to get a drink of water...
maybe it was the hand of god trying to prevent the work of satan from being done...
the thingie i had in mind would definatelly fail that test... they're looking for "high art" is the problem; they also said no depictions of sexual violence allowed... however evidently depictions of drugs are ok !! cause i saw a comic on their website where hupty dumpty was definatelly getting high...
bastards.
maybe i'll send my comic in to them anyway... and somehow explain that the violence is absolutely necessary to the plot...
----
AND (just to continue now that my brain is somewhat back in place again) i had my first day on the job at phonathon today-- it was a bit more action-packed than i expected: my job is to call alums from my college and ask if they'd like to give even more money from the school (most evil job on the planet, i know, muah ha ha) and apparently i did better in my first day than most usual days go: got 4 credit-card pledges...
but at one point i was talking to this lady: "hi, my name is Kathleen and i'm calling you from Scripps college, how are you this afternoon?"
-"um, oh, i'm fine..."
me: "we're having a somewhat drizzly day here in Claremont today.."
she: "oh, it's that way here in colorado too. heh heh."
me: "Ha Ha Ha!! well, i was just calling you to let you know that we've been having a FABULOUS year here at Scripps-"
she: "oh, that's nice."
me: "yeah! we've risen 4 POINTS on the US world and news report's listing of liberal arts schools!"
she: "oh, that's good."
me: "I know! And i was also calling to let you know that our fiscal year is almost over and we are SO close to our goal of 55% participation!! and I wanted to know if you would like us to renew your--"
Suddenly, just when it looked like i was gonna sucker some money out of her, i was siezed by a horrendous fit of coughing, and it was so damn embarrassing! she asked if i was ok, and i was coughing so hard i couldn't even reply, and she said she'd just send us a check and i kinda had to say ok thanks and hang up- then i shouted "why the fuck did that happen?" and my boss shouted "please don't swear in here!!" and i had to crawl my way to the kitchen to get a drink of water...
maybe it was the hand of god trying to prevent the work of satan from being done...
[Edited on Jun 09, 2003]