….okay, fine, there IS a game where I think the stupid dual-screen thing is sensible and perhaps even good. But I still think I would be annoyed beyond all telling.

Not that I will ever know for sure, because I wouldn’t shell out that kind of money for a handheld system even if I was deeply, madly in love with it. And being deeply, madly in love with the color does not count, so. C’est la guerre, and all that.

So. Anyway. I’m vaguely annoyed at myself, because I didn’t read an auction description quite as carefully as I’d thought I had (or, possibly, got it confused with another I was watching and didn’t check before last-minute bidding, I’m not sure which) and did not realize it until the items arrived. Bleh. But it wasn’t the girl’s fault I’m brainless, and the one aspect that I could actually have blamed on her (a doll’s head came off), I don’t think is really her fault. It looked fine, and it took a few minutes of handling with direct attention to the hair for it to come off. So, I don’t think she knew, and the rest was my fault, so I left positive feedback anyway, and now I’m kind of cranky about doing so. I’m trying to remind myself that even with shipping, it came out to $2 per doll, and that’s not even including the little lot of shoes and stuff that came with it. It helps a bit.

Right up until I think about how to fix the doll’s head when the connector knob hasn’t broken, but instead somehow come free from her neck altogether and retreated into her head. And the couple others who need a cleaning, with is always a fun process. Most of them have tangled or fried hair, but I don’t care much about that; I bought the lot with the idea of rerooting some or all of them, anyway.

And there’s a Fashion Fever doll who somehow got into the bunch, even though I don’t really remember her being in the pictures, and I actually like everything about her except her face. She has a couple bracelets that I particularly love, and a little red Chinese dress that is the only attractive clothing on any of them. (Although one came with bright yellow-green fishnets on, which I find highly amusing, as I have plans to Pizzazzify one of her comrades.) This isn’t really a complaint or anything, more of a, “what am I gonna do with you, missy?” Because, really…I have no clue.

I feel super-dorky whenever I post about my doll renovations, but. Well, its my blog, yo. And I feel less dorky posting about it here than on LJ, because no one actually comes here, or if they do, I’m blissfully oblivious, whereas on LJ, I am inflicting my dorky on my flist, none of whom, so far as I know, share that particular brand of dorky. And yes I know, they can just scroll past it, and I could and most likely would lj-cut it, its just…I’m a little paranoid about people not liking me. Not the general populace, I couldn’t care less, really, I tend to hate most of humanity just on principle. But people I like, and know in some (sometimes small) way? Yeah. I get WAY paranoid about annoying them and driving them to hatred. Which with me, I always feel is less of a drive, and more of a small stumble.