July 29th, 2002


Rotting Pants

My jeans are in the early stages of disintergration. Holes are appearing in the legs and eating lumps out of the cloth.

That was one hell of a fart.

No it wasn't. I lied. Last night I carried a car battery from here to there and didn't notice I'd got acid on my jeans. Today at Uni I wondered idly how I'd torn them. By the time Java Programming finished, the tiny tears had grown to little tears and one hole. Now my jeans have 8 large holes and a large number of discolourations and broken threads. I whacked Sodium Bicarbonate all over them to stop the rot, but they're past it as far as Good Jeans go.

I suppose I should buy new ones. Bugger.