This socks.

I just spent the morning doing a buttload of laundry (I swear, according to this blog, all I do is clean - but that's not true! I also play lots of Zelda.) and I was just folding and seperating mine and Sean's laundry.

It came down to the socks, my least favorite thing to do. And I don't understand male socks. Let me show you, in photograph form, the difference between mine and Sean's socks:

My socks:

Sean's socks:

There is no way to get confused about how to pair together my socks. Sean's socks, on the other hand? There is no way I'm attempting to pair those. I'll just leave them for him when he gets home.

- Fae