My dad and I had a talk today... he kept saying that I should do something. Build a robot, created a fusion generator. Anything that I could. I told him. "But aren't we in some kinda financial crisis right now?" This was his reply. "No, when did you get that idea?"
I was browsing through fanfiction, and I ended up finding this line. "How do I make the Badass Grampa even more badass? The answer was give him a giant indestructible lava dragon." This was incredibly amusing for me because I have never heard of Yamamoto Genryuusai being called that. Anyway, there should be around 2 months and 10 days until MLP comes back from it's break.
It's my birthday, and as a result I have decided to post this.
That's actually kind of sad. The only person who said happy birthday to me today, besides my extremely scarily attached mother, and my usually stoic father was a cartoon character.
You see the biography to the left? Well, none of that is really true. I'm actually something that possesses a body without a soul of its own. Or maybe I stole this vessel from another. I don't know. But I do know I'm probably not human. I feel detached. I don't feel as if I'm a part of the body I encompass. I can't control it fully. I can't even remember what it looks like for more than a few