i reblogged that post so that i could see what tags people put on it when they reblogged it and it’s like
30% people who got the joke and laughed, 50% people who don’t get the joke and are mad at me, 15% people agreeing and talking about which category their art fits into, and 5% people being like “my art doesn’t fit those categories because I’M HORRIBLE AT ART AWUWU”
people kept adding things like “what about scott pilgrim” “what about code lyoko” i have never laughed so hard
i like that response a lot because i am all about ascribing agency to trans people, but it also makes me question myself. i don’t think i would describe being nonbinary as “useful” to me. it’s kind of a pain in the ass and an obstacle to some things i care a lot about. it’s still a thing that i choose to be, if only because other options are more uncomfortable, but i need to think about it more.
one of my classmates is doing a master copy of rob liefeld and none of my other classmates know who rob liefeld is so i was the only one offended about it
some people from Hallmark came today to talk about internships at Hallmark but
1) they declined to tell us that they only accept juniors and seniors as interns, so i wasted about $35 on printing my portfolio, and
2) they didn’t do any portfolio reviews, which is the whole reason any of us turned in portfolios to begin with
?????? what the hell
basically if i say something that offends or upsets you and you think it needs to be addressed there are plenty of ways to get into contact with me (including my askbox, if you want to do so anonymously, as always) and talk about it with me to try and come to a mutual understanding or get an apology where an apology is due
but if you want to get angry at me because you’re butthurt and think i should talk less about queer stuff or talk less about feminism or stop talking about my own mental health or you think i’m not Doing The Right Thing To Live Up To My Potential, you should probably shut up and not talk to me because you aren’t actually interested in my wellbeing as a fellow human being, you’re interested in exerting control over my actions because you don’t like them. there are a small handful of people who have the grounds to offer me critique on those subjects, and they know who they are and how to do so without being an asshole and making my life harder.
i’m super tired of trying to Be The Bigger Person with people who don’t know me, don’t care about me, and who have way more spoons for that kind of thing than i do
things to do (in order of when they are due):
steph and me just exchanged gay internet valentines. i wish i already lived with them so that i could take videos of me rubbing my gross slobbery smooches all over their face and mussing up their glasses while doing shots of six-month-old cinnamon schnapps
this valentine’s day, who wants the privilege of watching me do shots of six-month-old cinnamon schnapps alone with my cat?????
i’m thinking way too hard about these smut sketches and i have to sleep now but i promise i’ll draw more tomorrow (probably while my rude teacher is giving me the stinkeye in class)