i want to collect all those characters.
and put them in a glass grandma-y display case at the top of the stairs.
i already have a collection of miniature porcelain creepy animals and other objects (like the size of chess pieces or smaller. jaguars, bears, hobos, black children, oriental children, pumpkin, rabbit, mice drinking spilled milk, kittens drinking spilled milk, etc) hundreds. they're from the 1880s-1950s.
what a lame hobby that must have been if it was your only good one.
i am so vain. and yet, so masochistic. how can the two coexist?