adult art

There are strange urges deep within us all. Sometimes they come out.

Tonight I had a burning need to draw a dragon with excessively large tits and rubber clothing.

I do not know why I had this need.

I merely obeyed it.

( This is not work-safe. )

bogglement

So I'm filling out this art store job application. You know, go there workdays, take turns behind the sales counter, help customers buy the right materials, all that stuff. Something to get some damn income without the whole hassle of beating against the animation industry for a bit.

Contact information, past jobs, the usual. Until I get to page six.

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[ Okay, comments suggest that I've just somehow managed to avoid this kind of business-as-usual paranoia shit in the past. I guess this is "Peggy Meets the 'Real' World". I just feel like asking all these questions carries an implicit assumption of the bad answers. And that being all-caps is either screaming, or lawyerese - neither of which I'm comfortable around. ]