Meh.

At the mall today there were a group of young boys collecting donations for some sort of organization. I don't know what organization it was, all I know is that there was a big sign near them that said "COMMUNITY SERVICE". Pretty much they were hassling any person that walked by them by holding out baseball caps and pleading, "Please. Would you like to make a donation for [mumbles organization name]? Any change would be fine."

Now, perhaps its because I have a heart of pure darkness, but I really don't like donation solicitors. I've been hounded enough in parking lots by religious donation solicitors--they're the worst!--that I automatically avoid ALL pleas for donations. (..Except for Girls Scouts that is; I loves me some thin mint cookies.)

So I attempted to bypass these little donation seekers by sneaking behind the back of a man they had stopped, but nooooo, another little boy swooped up for the kill beside me. He most likely sensed my urge to flee from the area so he quickly exclaimed, "Excuse me, sir...I mean, ma'am..." Oh no he didn't. (It would amuse me if you read that last line in a totally ghetto way.) It was probably a simple mistake on his part, but it really irritated me. So yeah, I just completely ignored him and walked on. I can take being mistaken for an elementary school kid. I can take being mistaken for an employee at a store I don't even work at. But I seriously dislike being mistaken for a boy. -_-;

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I really should have bought that Kingdom Come trade paperback at Waldenbooks today.

When I get bored, I often look through the many pictures saved in my digital camera.

My brother bought one of these Mario dot's character sets at A-Kon. Isn't it cute? ♥



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