The weather here is all wonky. Cold and grey for a straight week, prompting my landlord to finally turn on the heat. Then today starts out all dark and gloomy, switches to what could have been an oddly timed summer shower, and now it's humid and warmish. Somewhere, someone has postulated that bad weather will last precisely as long as you are without heat.
I can't ever seem to get jeans that fit the way they're supposed to. I'm at the point in my life where I feel more than slightly ridiculous when the back hem of my pants frays from dragging on the ground. The only way I seem to be able to get well fitting pants is to have them tailored. Hemming jeans never seems to end with a satisfactory result. This leaves me with a sartorial catch-22. The guys at Levi's have been making jeans since Moby Dick was a minnow, so why can't they figure this out? I mean, you can only cuff your jeans so many times before you automatically metamorphose into someone that listens exclusively to rockabilly.
Off to yoga, followed by karaoke and fishbowls of booze at the best bar in Wheeling.
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