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I love "Flight of the Conchords." Another weekend day doin' fuck all. I should clean house, but normally that's a PMS-fueled thing for me to do. I should at least put the laundry away. Keep myself hydrated. Put this day off to decent use.

Never started the teddy bear yesterday. Haven't even re-looked-up the pattern. It's painfully easy. It's a "Teddy" pattern someone whipped up. (Mr. Bean's main stuffed pal) My personal rendition was dubbed "Ugly" because it is. Quite. I'm not very good at making things evenly. Or sewing things together. I'm not particularly good at knitting, but people seem impressed when they see me knit in public.

I want to buy Wario Ware. Next paycheck, at the soonest. Money's a bit tight right now- rent and all. And I'm forcing myself to save a decent bit of money. And I need to get my car fixed. For no real reason, other than I don't want people to keep trying to pry open the "hood" with a crowbar. (Stupid fuckers. There's a latch that releases it, because it's the trunk/gas tank.)