Ok now. I get a new pack of socks that has three pairs in it and within a month they are already nast.
Then you get some for Christmas, and you are like "Sweet shit! NEW SOCKS!!!" But unless Christmas were to come every two weeks, the feeling of satisfaction would never be lasting.
You lose some in the laundry room, some get misplaced, and some get kidnapped by the little elves that live in our dressers (or maybe indians in cupboards -_-).
Then there are whole-y socks... socks that have a tendency to constantly get wet, and the socks that have been worn so thin that your feet are freezing at all times!!!
Dumbledore said that he desires new socks and he was right, there is a constant need for new socks and it is soo annoying!!!
Fuckin socks.
In other news, I am going to be without internet access for two days, so Sunday you should be prepared for a double-dose!!!
Much love.
-Harrison
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