Socks
Argh. I lost one sock. My favourite pair. from Aotea markets last year. I had an argument with Katie right at the stall so i could have it. my point being they are too short for her. now shouldnt i pick on sum1 my own size.
the point: i had romeo and juliet. now romeo is missing.
he's not even under my bed.
meah...
cold toes tonight.
unfair.
the point: i had romeo and juliet. now romeo is missing.
he's not even under my bed.
meah...
cold toes tonight.
unfair.
posted by Joy at 1:20 AM
1 Comments:
hi cat!
so glad u r 1st person here. aren't u privilaged!
okay, explanation: i named my bed socks. one is called romeo, the other is juliet. juliet has this hole in the sewing above the ankles. while romeo doesnt. and i cudnt find romeo. i still cant. he's not in the laundry basket, in the closet, in my bags, in my bed, under my bed, in my shoes, not even the washing machine!
shocking! he's ran away. i wonder if he and juliet got in2 a fight the other night in the washing machine...o dear.
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