Captain's Log

Stardate: today.
I'm not motivated/nerdy enough to keep up the trekky thing right now, so that's enough of that.
I had an audition today, it was for an agent. Hopefully that pans out because agents=jobs (or so I'm told) and jobs=money. Which is something I could use some of right about now.
I'm half changed out of my audition clothes but too lazy (again) to finish changing, so I only took off the jeans. The jeans I spent 25 minutes (approx) digging out of the back seat of my car today. You see, my life has been repacked into several cars and a storage unit in hopes of moving them to a home/final destination next week. This would be ideal. But, I digress.
These are not your average jeans. These are skinny jeans. Which I suppose does make them sort of-average. Now-a-days. Damn.
Anyway, I grew or they shrunk (and I'm going with 'they shrunk') so removing them was quite a feat. (I was going to go with 'getting them off' there, but couldn't type it without laughing. There you go, I'm 10).
These are the kind of jeans you peel off at the end of your outing, totally unsuitable for everyday, or even long term, use. You either peel them off your legs like sausage casings or hope to be involved in a cocaine fueled car wreck so the paramedics can just cut them off of you at the end of the night. If they can get the scissors past the ankle zippers.
Now I'm in gym shorts and I think the audition went well.