My favorite — really, my only — pair of jeans has a hole in the crotch. It noticable, especially when sitting. Dammit. It took a year to get them beat up enough.

I had a four-day weekend for which I was planning to wear JUST THESE JEANS (yeah, I’d bring multiple shirts, but multiple jeans? For a game convention? What the hell’s the point?). Double damn. Must shop.

Hate shopping.