Socks

I know, I know, I'm a glutton for punishment. But I'm trying the socks again. And if I have to rip these out again I'm giving up and going back to my poor neglected sweater. You know how last night I was ranting and raving about how I am alone and can't find a man that uses multi syllable words to have a conversation with? Well, I found one, or rather he found me. I posted another profile of myself on another personals site and right after it had been approved someone e-mailed me! We chatted on AIM for about 2 hours, and hopefully the conversation will continue another time. He seems to be very nice, very polite. But I'm going to try really hard not to get my hopes up. But I really want to meet this guy, at this point I'm willing to risk him being a maniac axe murderer, I just want some company other than my mother. Hopefully we'll meet sometime and we can talk in person. Ok, just needed to get that out, back to my sock.