Yeah, my feet never get sweaty. I def think I fucked them up somehow during my eventing days/getting thrown into jumps and dealing withneurotic thoroughbreds, so they're always cold and full of pain during the winter. Sucks because I'll be in bed, totally toasty, but mah feeties will be sad blocks of ice.
lol. So I'm occasionally in situations where I have to use a simulator to show the damage and effects of a nuclear strike to emergency planners. There's an unclassified public tool online and I ALWAYS use my middle school's address as ground zero in those demos.
I went to their factory sale in college. You could buy a 30gal bag of seconds for 10$. No guarantees there's a match in the bag. I went through matching them the best I could, kept a few pairs (one of which I still have), and donated the rest to a mens shelter. it was a fun matching project
if they're house booties, that means they've never been outside, so i don't see how that'd destroy your couch?
we had an emergency evacuation plan in middle school in case the nuke plant went. even at 11, i knew it was a bad plan.
fact. i rarely wear matching socks. so boyfriend gives up on laundry when he gets to my socks LOL
