Am I Really THAT Strange?

Yes. Yes I am. Kidding. But seriously, did I just write a blog post about my new shoes? I mean they are completely awesomesauce (a word which is now in my iPod dictionary. I'm so proud of Jeff right now), but really, a whole blog post dedicated to my shoes? Does that make me weird? In all honesty when I started that post, my intention was to go on about how people are now forced to rely on fashion as a safety net of social situations, which I am almost completely against. I prefer to dress by my mood, and in anything which makes me feel like I'm made completely out of awesome, like a true Nerdfighter, hence my rainbow coloured stripy toe-socks and my awesome new shoes. My feet feel so cool today. To be honest, all I think that matters (iPod changed to mattress) is that we look presentable, we are comfortable with our image and that we feel good when we're wearing said outfit / item of clothing. This is why for every day of this summer I will be wearing my cool socks (I have a lot) and my sexy trainers, a pair of jeans or something, a t-shirt or something to that effect and my necklace with a fairy on, because it means a lot to me. Plus a load of surfer bracelets I bought in Cornwall, because I think they're cool. I know they are not but I think they are so I will wear them. I'm not done here. But I am quite tired, so I think I'll explain about Jeff and go to bed.