Pretty things, and the logic in hiding them.

Interestingly yesterday was Wear It Pink Day.
From what I can establish this means we should have all worn pink, and donate money, to show our hatred for breast cancer.
Well, I half took part, unknown to me.

Obviously I didn't donate money, as I was unaware that the day existed, but I did wear something pink. Or at least partially pink.

I had some brash multi-coloured underwear on. No, not a frilly G-String as I know some of you assumed. Just some boxers.

But it got me wondering: why did I need multi-coloured underwear?

I mean, moving past the frivolous singular reason why someone might see your underwear, having pink/yellow/white/blue boxers in a stripey pattern doesn't do a whole lot of good for anyone.

It's the same thing as these girls shoes I sometimes see with a pretty, flowery pattern on the in-fucking-side. Why? To reward your feet for carrying you around all day?

I mean I can see the fun in wearing obscure/humorous/attractive socks, because at least when you take your shoes off people can see them. But the inside of shoes?
Surely someone has to be taking a very serious interest in your shoes to see it.

The little things.

I've been neglecting this blog a little bit.
I've been busy with my Worthing Thunder one. I decided to make this blog so you guys don't have to read my basketball stuff. Well, effectively so no-one has to read it.

In order to rectify the lack of blogs I have simply to write a list of things that are currently true about me, that were not true until recently:

• I'm addicted to How I Met Your Mother. It's not even that I find it that funny, it's just that I've started empathising with the characters, and in my mind they are now real.
• I have driven on a motorway. It was fun.
• My last two purchases have been virtually the same thing; a dark jumper with a mock shirt lining. I don't know why.
• My house is now home to one less bowl thanks to my -1 Dexterity (ohhh that's right, a D&D joke)
• Thanks to my +1 Intelligence, I secured a job interview, but I am unlikely to get the job due to my -3 Charisma.
• I am listening to an awful lot of Jimmy Eat World. It's all good.
• I'm a bit confused. But it's okay.
• Not having parents around at the moment makes me appreciate how annoying people not clearing up their mess is.

Pretentiousness, and my impression of it.

I went out last night, to celebrate my friend's birthday. Happy birthday Alyson.

I wore the rather fetching combo of a striped white and brown shirt, and a dark grey jumper. Except I didn't. I pretended.

See, being from the South that gives me license to be as pretencions as possible. I was so concerned about my appearance I chose to wear a "mock layered" jumper. A jumper with a pretend shirt coming out of the top giving me the appearance of being more stylish than I actually am.

You only get this kind of pretentiousness in the South, I mean it's definitely creeping further and further North, but in the South people are so obsessed with looking "different" and "original" but as I have said before on this blog, everyone's understanding of "original" is exactly the same.

I don't care though. It is a very fetching jumper.