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Dig how you explained what Big Mouth Billy Bass is, but I had to Google “Alexa.”

“30-year-old”

HEY PEOPLE! IMPORTANT REMINDER FOR ELECTION DAY!!! (Although IDK if many will see this being in the great gray beyond...)

Whoops this is late and probably won’t be seen but Craft Thread!

Properly, it’s pajamas, robe, and slippers. That’s why it’s a tuxedo. Otherwise, it’s just separates/sportswear.

I LOVE this.

Takeout Chinese food that I didn’t even have to pick up myself because I am pathetic when I have a cold. My husband made the sacrifice of going out to forage for food and dressed up in his “going out pants”. Which are the same as his “walking the dogs” pants- and are really plaid flannel pajama bottoms. My teenaged

I know this was facetious, but just throwing out there that many areas in Dallas have a reputation for affluence. There are also world-class museums and other cultural gems made plentiful by that wealth (but also many areas where effects of income disparity are painfully clear, plus a huge amount of ugly urban

I decided to become a doggie foster parent, and I fucking love it! My first baby got adopted about within 3 days, and I’ve had my second one since Monday. I’m absolutely in love with him. He’s a chiweenie, and he favorite activity is taking literally every toy out of the toy box and excitedly rotating which toy he

I went to a party today. Gave myself one hour, then I was allowed to leave. It was pleasant enough, but especially since I knew I would leave early. One hour isn’t so bad, just some stilted small talk and a glass of water. Still I’m exhausted. If you can arrange an exit for yourself like that, it’s a good idea. But

Hola Jezzies!

Happy SNS Jezzies! I haven’t been around here much lately, but I love the safety net of knowing you’re all here in the event that anything ever comes up. Right now I’m a little out of my element and could definitely use some advice from some wiser Jezzies with more experience.

I’ll have one more hour to have a beer and then randomly weep over the future of our land. There’s that.

hi everyone!

When I was in 6th grade, our school banned shorts for some reason. I got so mad I started to campaign to bring them back.

When I was in second grade my friends and I made up a club called Save the Animals. We made flyers with assorted conservation and recycling tips and then xeroxed tons of copies and passed them out door to door. Also, we spent a long time gathering together crickets and putting them in a hole before winter for reasons

I enlisted in the US Army. 4 years of active duty. That was fucking stupid.

On my 21st someone told me that I’d look good with a pixie cut.

This is an awesome story. Fun fact: I work in a sausage house, and our chef overcooked some ribs a bit. So I read this entire story while gnawing on the biggest pork rib you’ve ever seen.

Do not spend a second of your life worrying about me.