Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Confession time
I am a Sock Thief. The most heinous of thefts, a sock theft leaves the victim shivering and cold on bare floors, which the perpetrator slips away with warm toes. Not only am I a Sock Thief, but I am also a repeat offender. A nine time offender. We discovered this after I did laundry over the weekend, and I dumped out all the paired socks. I thought I had 2 or 3 pairs of BF's socks, but I had NINE! (my BF was quite pissed, but I couldn't stop laughing)
But I still need a catch phrase as I run away with his sock drawer next time, something cheesy and yet appropriate for the villain that I am. Any ideas?
With all the studying, I'm not getting much knitting done this week- but I'm still having a little fun (as evidenced by the above post) final exam in Constitutional Law is next Monday, so posting may be a bit skimpy until then.
But I still need a catch phrase as I run away with his sock drawer next time, something cheesy and yet appropriate for the villain that I am. Any ideas?
With all the studying, I'm not getting much knitting done this week- but I'm still having a little fun (as evidenced by the above post) final exam in Constitutional Law is next Monday, so posting may be a bit skimpy until then.
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