There is a character from Daria that I have been in love with for sixteen years.
This character never says anything, has no name that I am aware of and is only in a few episodes, but I have never forgotten her.
The first time I saw this character, I guess it was really important to me when at the time, because I have never forgotten this face or how the character looked.
When I watched Daria for the first time since the show was cancelled, as soon as I saw the character again, I lost it; I was so excited to find out where this character, that was so influential in my life, came from.
I had almost completely forgotten everything about her, beside the fact that I really liked this look, and to this day I still find myself drawn towards characters and people, for reasons that have roots in this character.
DONT GO THRU OLD CONVERSATIONS WITH SOMEONE WHO U USED TO BE CLOSE WITH
My brother decided that he was going to sleep on my couch tonight, so he was laying there saying we should go to places that don’t exist on the island while I clean up his busted face.
He then suggests that we go and raid the upstairs freezer, so he sneaks up and starts pulling a few things out and then something shifted and half of the freezer starts slamming onto the wood floors, just solid block of frozen food after another, and he keeps trying to jam everything back in but it won’t close because everything is still falling out, and he’s just trying to hold the freezer shut while his other arm is failing to hold things in.
So he’s standing there trying to angrily whisper “ARE YOU GOING TO HELP?!” As I’m crying from laughter.
Tonight has been fun.
12:30 AM and my 36 year old brother knocks on my door, bloody, wobbly and quiet.
He asks for my help to clean the blood off of his face, he tells me he walked for 50 minutes, through forest, hills and overgrown paths on a broken foot, which he has also neglected to mention to anyone since the tree fell on him.
What am I going to do with you big brother…