Despite mostly wearing the same variety of shoe since prehistoric times with never a notable problem, a new pair worn for the first time yesterday rubbed my leftest little toe. This little toe is mutant because I broke it stubbing it on an Ikea coffee table the doctor's prognosis was well, that probably hurt didn't it? Why, yes it did. Anyway, it's obligingly mutant, in that it's twisted a little bit but isn't normally an issue. Honestly, I'm not even sure of the point of little toes. I think this is more of a grumble about little toes (generally, I don't like toes, I don't want to see my toes and even less do I want to see the toes of others, so summer is slowly unreeling horror show for me). Anyway, my new shoes are just reminding me of The Horror of Toes and this I don't like.