i realized that i never posted anything at the end of november about what i was thankful for, something which i find geeky but in a geekily earnest way, so i usually try to really think about it. but you know what? i'm glad i didn't. because i didn't know FROM thankful until my mom took me to tyson's mall, led me to the north face store and purchased me the best thing to ever come into my life as an early birthday present. screw great friends, family and education. this jacket is the only thing worthwhile in MY WHOLE LIFE.

i was totally reluctant to get any north face gear when i came to chicago, mainly because i was cloaked in bitter vestiges of north face's dominance at the preppy, preppy uva campus, and also because i assumed everybody and their dog had a north face jacket in chicago and i didn't want to be a such slave to conformity. jeez. but you know what? people have these jackets for a reason. because they save your fucking life on a daily basis. sure, every time i put it on, i feel like stay puft wearing a mattress with armholes, but it works. in combination wtih the furry hat, i'm basically an unstoppable force of fat, trundling warmth galumping through the streets of chicago. seriously, if, like, i was on a boat, and i was there with my coat and tommy, and a gust of wind knocked them both off into the water, and i could only choose one to save...well, i'm just saying - tommy is not a) waterproof b) made out of goose down.