Kinda frenetic today. A lotta strands in old Duder's head. Having to write things down in order to remember them.Must pick up key from Len tomorrow after work.
Must remember to read blog in order to remind myself to pick up key from Len tomorrow after work.
But! Happy news! I got a surprise in my mailbox today and it wasn't an notice of an
impending audit! I got socks!Thanks, Jomamma: they're beautiful.
It was so nice to come home after boot camp (I managed to get sand in my hair.... yeah, so there was that) and ensonce my tired feet in such warm and funky socks. And you're right: they would rock with Crocs (though I'm more of a Birkenstock gal).
I'm NOT GAY.
Thanks so much - I love 'em!
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You are very welcome. They look like they fit perfectly... just don't throw them in the dryer the first few times. I hope you enjoy them... you'll be surprised at how long they hold up, one pair of mine are 6 years old. They get better with time. I'm glad you like them.
Not gay? Okay, you keep telling yourself that. I tell people that I'm not gay all the time but that only makes them sure that I am. I know what you think of me too, Duder.
You're right! The women I sleep with don't think I'm gay, and I bet the women you sleep with feel the same way about you!
What was I worried about?!
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