Never. Again.

One of the things about having a slightly off-the-wall hobby is that when people at work ask how you spent your weekend, you're socially obliged to avoid saying things like "oh, I spent most of it watching Black Books and listening to Terry Pratchett's Wyrd Sisters audiobook whilst sewing hair into a doll's scalp entirely by hand".

Eight. Freaking. Hours. EIGHT. 

"Oh, I just had a bit of a lazy one, really."

Good grief...

Hullo and welcome to the lab!

(She won't take the bear hat off you know. I've tried.)

... huh... what's that? There's something on my feet?

(Bears, elephants and bunnies on one Makie? Surely some sort of record.)

Oh... these are just my EXTREMELY AWESOME FLUFFY BUNNY SLIPPERS.

(I'm a medical professional and everything. I'm getting too old for this. *sniffle*)

Oh yeah!