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plumtreeblossom ([personal profile] plumtreeblossom) wrote2006-06-12 09:55 am
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Moist Agony

The shoes I rushed out of the house in are not as dry as I thought they were. Rain from Pride was lurking deep in the leather. Dear God, this is an unpleasant sensation. ~Squish.~ It's soaked through my socks. My physical comfort level is at dead zero. I can't go the whole work day like this. I give myself permission to slip down the street to Marshall's to buy sandals.

[identity profile] paintd-buttrfly.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Just thinking about the *squish*...Eeeeewwww!!!!:P

I think you've got a good idea..about the sandals!;)
Hope the rest of your day is dry !;)
LOL!
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[personal profile] gilana 2006-06-12 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Ewwwwww. Wet feet are one of life's little hells.

[identity profile] ariwriter.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Aww. Feel better!

[identity profile] hammercock.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Would you say that was de agony of de feet?

*ducks*

[identity profile] plumtreeblossom.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
RAAAAA!! Remember, I'm a Gladiator now!! :-)