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Saturday, July 24, 2004

Warm woollen kettles and mittens on kittens.

I've finally figured out how to use the interesting anime-chick mittens that the Bunnies gave me for my birthday. There's a thumbhole! ...in a totally non-porny way. And then my hands just become these big balls of red wool with fingers poking out the top, and I really do feel like a Japanese pop girl. At least from the elbows down.

When I put them on over my bag-lady fingerless gloves, they keep my hands toasty warm. And I can still type. This rocks.

Now I want schnitzel with noodles. Damn.

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