There is a hole in my sock, it isn't frustrating or anything, but it's a hole all the same. Somehow it managed to find it's way there, without me knowing, then one day. BANG! It was there! And I cant take it back. It's there for life. Maybe I'll just have to buy a new pair of socks. Maybe... You know what? I reckon this diary site is pretty cool. Hail the master of suchisthis.com. hail. hail. hail. My brother just broke his arm. The nitwit. My muffins are getting cold.