In which I go dumpster diving and find four years worth of pants.

Every now and then, HoneyRock does things that I find imprudent with respect to the Administration but very profitable for me - such as throwing out Trip Kitchen food and me cleaning it up, throwing out the carbo candy (of which 50 pounds are still in my room) , and throwing away a few thousand pounds of Trip Locker equipment - mosquito nets, shovels, tons of rubber duffels, and pants. These pants are what caught my eye, for though I did clean up on two mosquito nets (now I can camp even more minimalistically!), a shovel, and 14 rubber duffels, I got about five pair of brand-spankin'-new pants. New, that is, if one is back in 1970, for they are indeed thirty years old. They smell a bit musty and are a little bit moldy from being rained on for two days, but they're in great shape otherwise! I'm totally bringing them to school next year, and they're the perfect waist size! I already sorta fit in a 32 inch waist and there ain't no way I'll gain so much weight my sophomore year that I can't fit into a 35.

What really rocks is that they're all new, and even if I do work landscaping all three years left at school, I'll still make it through on these pants. They are tough and durable, if a little on the warm side (they're wool and cotton). But that's okay! I got four years worth of pants! Hip hip hooray!