I seem to have magical pin-stealing gremlins in my lap.
I just can't account for it otherwise. Here I am, sitting quietly, pinning the lace my friend brought me onto my underskirt, and suddenly it's not just teh odd pin missing, oh no. It's about one of every two or three that I put in.
And I'm not moving anything. If I was shaking it around I
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