Today is a sad day..
Jul. 7th, 2007 06:52 pmFor I think it is the day that I must finally admit that my favorite pair of jeans can no longer be worn in public.
*mourns*
Beyond the normal wear spots and slowly forming holes, the waist keeps getting...bigger (and no, it's not happening on any of the other pants).
Already for the most part I try to only wear them on weekends because of how scraggly they look, but I fear I must retire them.
And they are sooo comfy. And I actually think I've had them for most of my grad school career.
They will be missed.
*mourns*
Beyond the normal wear spots and slowly forming holes, the waist keeps getting...bigger (and no, it's not happening on any of the other pants).
Already for the most part I try to only wear them on weekends because of how scraggly they look, but I fear I must retire them.
And they are sooo comfy. And I actually think I've had them for most of my grad school career.
They will be missed.
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Date: 2007-07-07 11:26 pm (UTC)Ever notice that the days you really need it, that fandom doesn't provide the distractions required?
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Date: 2007-07-07 11:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-07-08 03:00 am (UTC)"Nothing," Sam said hurriedly. "I thought you said you'd be gone for a couple of hours."
"Her husband came home," Dean mumbled quickly as he finally shut the door.
The fact that Sam was too busy hiding what he was working on to laugh at him or call him out for accidentally tango-ing with a married woman attracted Dean's attention. "So what are you working on?" he asked again.
"Nothing, nothing. Just some stuff I was cleaning up," Sam said as he hurriedly tossed things into his bag.
Dean managed to grab a piece of construction paper. "Arts and crafts? What, are you sending one of your old professors a valentine or something?"
"Give it back."
Somehow, Dean managed to keep the paper out of his brother's freakishly long reach. "Dude, you drew a care bear and a freaking my little pony! What gives?"
Sam finally snagged the paper from him and Dean let go before it ripped. "I said nothing."
"Something."
"Itsacheerup,i'mthinkingofyoucard," Sam mumbled.
"A cheer up card? For a girl? Oh, Sammy, what am I going to do with you? You're never going to get her into bed w/ that card -- she'll think you're either gay or mentally frozen at the age of fairy."
"Jerk."
"Bitch."
"Buttmunch."
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Date: 2007-07-08 03:56 am (UTC)I cheered myself up by going to see Transformers. I LOVED IT! Whoooooo!!!!
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Date: 2007-07-10 06:28 pm (UTC)*very nearly snorts fruit punch out of nose*
SAM DREW A CARE BEAR AND A MY LITTLE PONY.
JEBBY, YOU ARE SO WRONG IN THE HEAD. *loves*
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Date: 2007-07-10 07:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-07-07 11:26 pm (UTC)*Salutes*
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Date: 2007-07-07 11:32 pm (UTC)Alas, that is not the case right now.
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Date: 2007-07-07 11:46 pm (UTC)why is it we can never find comfy when we need it?
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Date: 2007-07-07 11:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-07-07 11:55 pm (UTC)