’cause you’ve been sitting at home in front of your ordinateur, hands clasped together, bated breath…
1) My shoots. Other people call them booties, but that just makes them sound like they’re for children. And my shoots are way too major for any baby.*
2) My dog’s (Moxie Moo Trouser-pants) winter wardrobe: One camouflage Puppia harness. One green fisherman’s sweater. One blue and green sock for his head.
3) Tall man’s complex.†
4) Iron-on patches for the inside of your jeans. ‘Cause it’s better than paying $170 for a new pair.
5) The fact that the Duotang of Lies has the reading level assignation of “Junior High School” according to this site. Seriously. You knew what ‘assignation’ meant in grade 8?
6) Okay, I may only really love 5 things at this exact moment. It’s in a constant state of flux, really.
* The DoL would like to apologize for using the word ‘major.’ We’ve been reading copious amounts on Posh lately and well…it was bound to happen.
† Which isn’t a complex at all. *ironic*
