Today I sold it for the amount I expected. Easy as pie. Guy drove by, picked it up, and suddenly I have a beautiful new corner of my apartment available for filling with other stuff!!! (read: cat litter box).
Am I sad to have sold it? Nah, not really. I wasn't using it much at all - too heavy, clunky, blah blah blah. And now I have freed up so much space.
And craigslist? I gotta admit, I'm looking around the apartment for other things to sell!
Think anyone would buy a sadly broken but still adorable Furby? Heh.