Jul 27, 2010 14:48
I don't know how the sock situation is at your places, but here we have a Sock Basket and every clean sock goes into it. My mum keeps threatening to just throw away all of them and start over. She never does. It's such a mess and to find a pair that matches can be so hard. Which is why I try to find a new pair of socks the night before, because looking for socks in the morning when you have a bus to catch can easily ruin it.
So, like I said, I'm going away for twelve days and therefore I had to brave the Sock Basket. But it's summer! you say. You don't need socks during the summer. Hahaha! Come to Norway and try and say that. Hopefully I don't have to use any socks during camp, that would be wonderful, but the weather here is as fickle as a whore, so you never know.
I've just spent thirty minutes beside the Sock Basket trying to find matching socks. But not only matching socks, but socks that'll fit my feet. I have the smallest feet in the house, yet my brother steals my socks anyway. Why? Because he's a lazy fuck, that's why! And he doesn't care that the sock is pink and really, truly doesn't fit his feet. I try to buy socks in splashing colours, but they seem to get lost.
BUT! My entire point was this: Washed socks still smell! At least when they are gathered together like that. Yuck.
You think nineteen socks is enough for twelve days?
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