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::Author's Note:: Perhaps I should begins by mentioning that I'm not religious. Don't get me wrong - religion is great, it tastes just like chicken, and I've got friends who're religious enough for everyone. I went to a Catholic daycare as a child, my mother and all the rest of her family, my aunt n' uncle, and three-fourths of the entire bloody city I live in is devoutly something, so frankly, there's no lack of divine influence in my life. Occasionally I'll pick up a Bible and flip through it for a lark, and there have been numerous attempts of conversion aimed at me - a little like those people who used to stand in the perfume aisles of the mall and spray you - but none of which ever sunk in. Does that make me a bad person? I've never thought so. I'm bascially a Buddhist, albeit very loosely. Don't get that wrong either - I can be just as horrible a person as all the other people on the planet, but I'm not asking anyone to judge that. Why am I telling you this? I don't know. Does it matter? Not really. I guess really all I'm saying is that I'm human. If you could overlook that, that'd be great. |
| Otherwise,
I might as well talk about the comic. I like it, I really do. So do my friends
- even a teacher or two. It's the best thing since sliced bread for me -
I don't believe I've ever had a better creative streak. If it's already
been done, well then, damn. Maybe I pulled it off better, maybe you could say I pulled it off better to make me happy - I don't know. My inspiration
comes from all over the bloody place - mostly, though, from the interventions
my friends and I have to pose during those long-winded religious debates
between Courtney and Veronica (which, frankly, would never end otherwise).
To give an example: "UNLEASH JESUS!!!", something involving lemmings,
or the drawing I left on Mrs. Yates' chalkboard before I left for Spring
Break this year: "Bippy the Terrible COMMANDS you..... To have a wonderful
Spring Break!" along with a picture of a demonic-eyed bunny with wings. But...
yeah. This is fun. It keeps me from losing my mind, or from dying of boredom. |
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| Before you flee in terror from this inhumanly boring note, I'd like to thank Cruzer, my Beta Reader of Sorts, because I promised I would mention her here, because she keeps me from being a sucky writer, and because without her my online life would be far too quiet. I'd also like to thank all of my Fish: Alex, Chelsea, Amanda, John, Jordan, and Jessica; my lunch group: Courtney, Lauren, Lindsay, Trisha the Bee-Slayer, Amber, David, and Veronica (who is definitely one of those devout people, and who gets into religious and political debates with Courtney, which all gets really annoying after a while -- guys, if you're reading this: get over it); those other three people I talk to in and out of Art class: Den-Den, Kit-san and Mike; Mrs. Yates, my AP US History teacher, for not being surprised; Hong, who I know through Den-Den and a random bout with the Changeling LARP; Timmy, from Art II Pre-AP; Mary, from English class (and my comic beta for another project I have but doubtfully will finish), and anyone else who accidentily picked up my comic and liked it. I love you all, and thanks for making me laugh and keeping me inspired. You rock, little dudes. |
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::Various Disclaimers:: Alex,
and all related characters/props/randomly-generated-numbers-of-symbolism
are sole property of me, myself, and I, and may not be used without specific
written permission. Any resemblance between these characters and their
personalities and other people, living or dead, are most likely an extreme
coincidence (or is there because that person is either my friend or held
me hostage until I added them in). |
