Our time is running out

[cyrano]

The question for the day is: What happened to all my pocketwatches? I had three, none of them running admittedly, and I still have the watch fobs, but I cannot locate any of them.
Possibly related corollary: What happened to all my socks?

Definitely unrelated: When is it going to stop being so hot? "September" is not an acceptable answer and will receive no points.

Comments

[kirbyk.livejournal.com]

It's 49 F here in Seattle right now. You've taken all of our summer to yourselves! We haven't got any!

[cerulean-me.livejournal.com]

We can send it back now. ;-)

[kezbat.livejournal.com]

Never. ~weeps~

[yami-mcmoots.livejournal.com]

Wait, no, I just got here and I'm enjoying the non-summer! Please don't send it back quite yet! Why don't you give it to needy children in Antarctica or something?

[amanda_lodden.livejournal.com]

Clearly, your socks and your pocketwatches have been engaging in an illicit affair for years, and have finally run off together. Look for a note somewhere; I'll sure you'll find one. Or a horribly misshapen love child, one of the two.

As for when it will stop being so hot: tomorrow. Well, that's what I keep telling myself, anyway.

[aberdeen.livejournal.com]

July 7.

[mostuff.livejournal.com]

I think September is hot.

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

I cannot deny this.

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Yay! Birthday me!

[zdashamber.livejournal.com]

Maybe they're like cats, and one of these days you'll find your pocketwatches in a nest in the back of a drawer surrounded by softly ticking sabatons. The socks are gone, though; socks are wanderers.

[nora-torious.livejournal.com]

Ya know, I think Amanda has pretty much nailed it. I agree with her wholeheartedly.

Sometimes I think that part of hell will be trying to match all the socks you lost on earth.