This is my own little soapbox. Disclaimer: It is not written by someone you think you know, but by her evil twin. Absolutely nothing said here is true. Everything, including the last statement, is a complete work of fiction. This blog is completely boring, and includes entries on when I last washed my dishes, how many pairs of socks I've crocheted, and the occasional rant. These are not the droids you're looking for. Move along.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Packing Socks
A rather amazing realization: not only do I not need to pack any of my cotton blend socks, but I don't even need to pack all my wool socks. (I'm packing 10 pair, and leaving 6 pair behind. I need to cut down on my luggage because one of my "suitcases" is actually a box of stuff my mom ordered.)
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