i'm starting to realize that seattle is not the city in which to have holey shoes. All my shoes seem to have holes on the bottom and i'm getting (unhappily) used to having wet, cold, wrinkled piggies. I guess it's time to go shopping. (after discussing this with the bus driver on my way home tonight, he generously declined my $1.50 and told me to buy myself some shoes. my "money's too tight for new shoes" excuse won't hold up anymore i guess!)