November 25, 2015 6:36pm CST
I think I fell into a vortex. Some rift in the space-time continuum. A place where only socks matter. Thick socks. Thin socks. Big socks. Little socks. Boxy socks Foxy socks. I have wasted an entire day, just figuring out the dimensions of my socks. And tomorrow is Thanksgiving. So much to do. For one thing, I didn't make them any supper here, and they are looking hungry. And this is the first time I have been here on myLot. Apologies for my absence are heartfelt. I am sorry all the way down to my socks. Time is a fleeting thing. Tempus fugit, so they say. Time slips away and it won't come back. Time socks. So, time to see what you have all been doing today.
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27 Nov 15
I was wondering what you want to do with the socks.... I have never successfully knitted a sock before, though I tried to knit one. Perhaps I can try knitting my first pair of socks next year, certainly not now. Hope you will figure this out soon.