My dad finally stopped chasing deirde. He may have actually hit her with a knife though. I would be "concerned" but im busy still. The robot has started to work but something in him malfunctioned. I have a high level of "respect" for my father now. It takes time with these things.

I've decided to name this creation "highlighter" interestingly enough.
The eyes are gonna be the colored of highlighters.

Breast cancer awareness tubby taught me that. After I had thrown a ton of highlighters at her for trying to feed me. I don't like her. Truly I dont.

My father also tried to see what I was working on so I threw a wrench at him along with a lot of paintbrushes.

The next time anyone interrupts me trying to work on this I will dump a bucket of my blood paint on their head. Try me.

One second. "Hah" bullseye. Some random tubby tried to come in and I threw a paintbrush at them. It landed in their eye- they have no left eye now-

Im going to keep working now.