Dude, I'm sure dinner will be nothing but fun. *headdesks*


Okay, so about the socks. I am both cheap and lazy. When I run out of clean clothes -- which happens less often than one would think because I own more clothes than any person should have a right to -- I drive over to my parent's place and use their washer and dryer. It's not a bad set up. Usually I get dinner and my clothes come home clean, so it's all good. But it seems that on the occasion when I've had to leave a load overnight my mom raids my socks. Crazy mama! Heh. What she's doing with rainbow coloured socks I'm not quite sure, but they're mine again now. BwahaWHwhahah.