Time Is Fake And It's Been Halloween For Like Three God Damn Days I'm Ready To Move On
Today's good things: I finished half of my Civil homework before 11 pm, my hair looked good, wore one of my chunkiest sweaters
I just want to make it known that this blog recognizes that Oscar Isaac is factually and objectively the most beautiful man on the planet when factoring in all facets of personality, talent, raw looks, I mean you name it and he's got it. Luckily for me I am 5'9" and Oscar is also 5'9" so his height really isn't a problem so let's get that possible deduction out of the way. He's no professional volleyball player but you know I would literally double my wardrobe living with him and as cute as wearing my 6'7" man's sweater would be, the concept of just literally doubling my wardrobe due to our height matching is a different level. So that's that on his height. Let's move on to the categories where he truly excels: talent. Honestly, have you ever watched one of his movies? Have you ever heard him sing? Have you ever just gotten to experience what true art is? Let's all make a commitment to enlightening ourselves today and experiencing the true art that Oscar can shit out on a daily basis. There's really no question on his talent. Okay next, looks. Well we all know he looks good so... I'm pretty sure that's the end of that discussion. If you need to see more or just want to look at his face as we all do, here's another permalink. We could go on but I will just say personality wise he's also crushing it. There are so many interviews of him out there where he is so charming, funny, interesting, introspective, I mean again name any adjective and he's fuckin got it. I have other topics in mind today so I'm gonna cut this short but if you ever wanna talk about Oscar Isaac just let me know.
Today I wore my tightest pair of actual denim, like not jeggings or tights but real denim. That rough shit. And after a whole day of wearing, I realized how much stronger I was in 10th grade with regard to real skinny jeans. These jeans are probably like, what 0.5% elastic or whatever and like that used to be good enough for me. These were my best pair of jeans since 10th grade. Couldn't have gotten a better fit or wash from any other pair ever. Today was rough with them though. Well, first let me say that the hole by the crotch is slowly getting larger every time I wear them which is tragic. I haven't decided how larger the hole has to get before I decide to retire them forever but again, after today I think they will find their way to some old jean donation recycling program sooner than I thought. Today they just really weren't playing nice with my legs. Like, I got a bruise on my knee from volleyball last night cause you know ya boy has to get low to dig and the jeans were just doing everything they could to make the bruise feel worse. Beauty is pain, I won't deny that, but I'm not trying to apply that to the bruises I get on my knees too. I actually would like to keep them mutually exclusive. On the other hand, the small cut on the index knuckle of my left hand made it real rough to wash my hands for a bit but now I'm fond of it. I actually think it's kind of cute. My left hand is somehow more aesthetically pleasing all because I got a little rug burn. I think that's the true embodiment of beauty is pain but not this shit I dealt with on my knee today. And then on top of my knee my jeans really made my right hip flexor feel odd. I think they were just restricting my movement a lot more today and it just felt not right. I was not a fan of that feeling. Or maybe these jeans always hurt me but like I said, I was stronger back in high school. A more youthful me could handle the turbulence that these jeans brought me. My old and frail body is only built to wear jeggings now I guess. If it's not at least 2% elastic I don't know if I can safely buy it. The only problem is that the dark wash jeggings I bought to replace this pair of jeans is kind of wearing out already too since they were only $7.80 from Forever. A real scam both ways to be honest. They gave me a shitty pair of jeans and I didn't even break the bank to buy 'em. I'm switching to those jeggings for the rest of my night actually. I have two meetings so I still have to wear pants obviously but I'm calling it a day with the masochist jeans.
Actually the time is ticking before these meetings so we'll have to call it a day for this post right now too. Special thanks to my jeans for making this post possible today and as always, stay tuned for the drama of it all.