on the subject of footwear

I am the sort of person who puts shoes on and then wears them for the sake of shoe-wearing. It's weird. But most nights, I don't take my shoes off until after 11- when I go to bed, it's like, oh right: shoes. This happens most in the winter, cos my feet get cold without shoes. On Friday I had my shoes on until-oh at least 3. On Saturday I got them off before midnight, which was good. Well I'm wearing my Cons and if it were boots, slightly different story, because a) if I have any intention of doing anything else that night, the boots? not coming off. Especially beatle boots. Even if it's just a quick walk to the cop shop to get a pop from the soda machine, it's probably not worth the hassle of removing and then putting footwear back on, so I'll keep them on for the night. I just like wearing shoes. My boots I wear usually- combat boots, which I feel like a BAMF in, or my beatle boots if I'm feeling alright about them and not too self-consious about pointy shoes. When I'm not wearing boots I still walk like I'm wearing boot- which is to say, these very controlled movements, sort of this certain step I use - heelrollballtoes. So in these Converse I look rather like a doofus, walking all proper.
lalala, I'm bored. I've spent most of the night watching Anthology. 's great. Have I mentioned how much I love Ringo Starr? He's funny; but one of my favorite parts of the eps I watched, they were talking about doing Shea Stadium the second time and how they had less people, only 50,000 (Ringo: "oh nooo only 50,000") but so they showed this footage of the reporter at the Shea, reporting and asking fans all these questions, and they showed Neil Aspinall and Ringo talking about it, and they cut to George: "Oh wait, I don't remember going back a second time." LOL. GEORGE. I reallyyylike George, his music is kickass. Crackerbox Palace always gets stuck in my head whenever I hear it. I think Ringo Starr is something of a, well, nowadays, sorta a douchebag. But I still like him.
Argh I'm ranting again..
Shoes. Right. I like my shoes; I like wearing shoes, and I bring this up because it's like, have you ever thought about it, how often are you not wearing shoes?
So my mom says I have to go to school tomorrow. On time. And all the classes. And every day this week. It's a joke between us- (ALSO HOLY SHIT I HAVE SOME FUCKING HOMEWORK DUE I JUST REMEMBERED IT, fucking GOVERNMENT class shitshitshit) where the night before school I'll go, "so, wait. let me get this straight. i have to go to school tomorrow?" and she'll say, "oh well, yes. now that you mention it." and i'll be, "so on a level on 1-10..." so she'll say, "11. it's definetly, you have to go." and, me: "and this is like, 100 hundred percent?" so she'll be, "right. of course you could just drop out and join the circus..." and to finish it, me, being serious: "do not tempt me, woman."

I better go to this Government class thing, a worksheet on the Constitution. Which I find interesting. But BORING. so I'll put on some Lennon or that new Paul album I got and see if I can finish it, sonofabitch.