2005-07-01 - 9:13 a.m.
This morning as I was leaving my apartment I was asked for change from a roaming homeless person. Wearing neon green and blue water socks. Which, I'm ashamed to say, made me giggle.
I'm not going to feel any guilt though, mocking the plight of someone whose only choice of footwear option is something that went out in 1989.
I've got too much other crap to wade through. Perhaps if I had my own pair of water socks, it would be easier. I should have offered to trade.
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