Visions of What Never Was

I need a better pencil sharpener, a better brand of pencil, or a new computer so I can use my art tablet instead of being forced through this torture.

It wouldn’t be so irritating sharpening a pencil with a lead that keeps breaking if sharpening it didn’t require that I hold it in a position that causes my fingernails to dig into my palms.





this period of the simpsons where homer is pretty clueless but still tries hard to be a good father because he does love his kids is my favourite, so many feelings



Something I really really liked about a few of the Homer/Lisa episodes in the earlier seasons of the show was how it paints a really sweet yet unconventional father/daughter relationship, basically in the way that Homer is a parental force to Lisa, so too is Lisa a parental force to Homer. 

It’s really highlighted in one particular scene in the “future” episode “Lisa’s Wedding”, where Homer has a nice conversation with her just before her wedding.

Homer: Little Lisa, Lisa Simpson.  You know, I always felt you were the best thing my name ever got attached to. Since the time you learned to pin your own diapers, you've been smarter than me.
 Lisa: Oh, Dad --
Homer: No, no, let me finish.  I just want you to know I've always been proud of you.  You're my greatest accomplishment and you did it all yourself.  You helped me understand my own wife better and taught me to be a better person, but you're also my daughter, and I don't think anybody could have had a better daughter than you--
 Lisa: Dad, you're babbling.
Homer: See?  You're still helping me.

I’m currently listening to a song entitled “Brief Moment of Clarity Broke Through The Deafening Hum, But It Was Too Late”

I think Fallout Boy and Panic! At The Disco can go home now.

Red Sparowes won this round.


ah …

the ‘w’ key on my keyboard came off again …



me: *points at adult character who is taller, stronger and older than me* small child. must protect at all costs. shelter. very tiny

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