shrinkage

i have two pairs of maroon cords. one got an irreparable tear in the ass about a year ago (pointed out, at my then-job, by our IT guy, who's the father of one of my friends). that pair was one of my favorite pairs of pants. period. but they were also really thin, and that's why the tear was irreparable. (or maybe it is reparable; i based this on my sewing skills and that i could not fix it myself; perhaps if i'd taken them to a tailor or some such, they could've frankensteined them back to life, but i'm lazy and such, except when it comes to writing parenthetical statements. then, laziness be gone!)

my other pair of maroon cords are from the gap and i bought them back in 2000 or 2001. they're pretty skinny-ish for pants, and i liked them because they actually made it seem like i had a bit of a butt, or at least the optical illusion of a butt. but, well, they're skinny pants, and i don't think i've been able to fit into them since i lived with david back on '03.

so, you know, imagine my surprise today when, after i'd showered and such and was deciding what to wear today, well, i decided to try on said skinny maroon cords. and they fit. they fit in a not tight way. they fit perfect. which is a first, because even when i could fit into them, they were still a little snug at the waist. but nope. fit just fine.

i don't know whether i should be happy that i've been losing all this weight, or if i should be worried. i mean, i'm still no stick figure (or maybe that's just my eating disorder showing), but now that i can fit into clothes that i've been hanging onto because i was determined to fit back into them again one day ... i don't know where i'm going with this. i've lost weight! i can fit into my skinny maroon cords!

to quote sarah silverman: "i don't care if you think i'm racist, as long as you think i'm thin."

yeah. i'll go with that.