I still have my first one in the hopes I can one day repair it and wear it again. I wore out the shoulder seams because I wore it so much. My winter coat now is this big fluffy thing that makes me feel like a trash bag. But I'm a cute trash bag, so that's all that matters. The only things I've bought recently are vegetables and fake cheese. I have to put a stop on buying books for a while because I need to save my little pennies for a down payment on a house. I am going to get a French press today, however, because while I can't drink coffee, I miss the bitter darkness of the flavor of it, so I bought some chicory to see if that will help me reclaim that lost sense of drinking the souls of the damned.