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badstarI bought a pair of socks this evening. I left them in a bag, probably on the picnic table where I ate my dinner up near the Hunt Valley mall.
(Today, I couldn't figure out where I put any of my socks...I haven't worn socks since hmmm...April? So I stopped and picked up a pair (The shoes I'm wearing can be worn without socks, but feel kinda funny.) So I grabbed a pair. They were only $1, so it's not like they were some uber-great super-special socks, but my feet feel funny, so...)
It's not a big deal, it's just one more thing on top of everything else that because of everything else, feels so much worse. It's like throwing salt in a brushburn.
(Today, I couldn't figure out where I put any of my socks...I haven't worn socks since hmmm...April? So I stopped and picked up a pair (The shoes I'm wearing can be worn without socks, but feel kinda funny.) So I grabbed a pair. They were only $1, so it's not like they were some uber-great super-special socks, but my feet feel funny, so...)
It's not a big deal, it's just one more thing on top of everything else that because of everything else, feels so much worse. It's like throwing salt in a brushburn.
