Shit, my watch broke. Yet another in a long line of things that have crapped out on me lately:
I lost my MP3 player. Stupid maids took it, I know they did...
After letting Clara play with Soundwave, I notice that one of his legs is looser than the other.
Lazerbeaks head won't go completely in him correctly in tape mode.
Diablo 2 I got was in Chinese, not English like the lady said.
My laptop has slowly been molting its little rubber grips on its base, so now they're all gone. Plus, last night i nearly overheated it by leaving it fan-side down on my bed. That's a no-no, kiddos.
And my wallet keeps getting emptier and emptier, with no sign of refilling any time soon. That's not really broken, but I'd like it if it did work that way...
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