dear somebody diary,
I AM SICK OF MY SOCKS. ALL OF MY SOCKS SUCK AND I AM GETTING READY TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS. I CAN NO LONGER LIVE WITH SAGGING SUCKY SUCKING SOCKS. I AM, IN FACT, TODAY, IN FACT, GOING TO SUBJECT MY SOCKS TO A SEARCH AND SUBMIT SAID SOCKS INTO A SACK, WHICH I WILL SET ASIDE FOR FURTHER ASSISTANCE FROM SOMEONE OTHER THAN MYSELF. THE SELECTED SOCKS SHOULD BE OF SERVICE FOR SOMETHING OTHER THAN ME. JUST SAYIN.
