what may or may not be hard reality

Really. I knew how much I *hated* shopping for clothes, yet somehow it seems like since the last time I'd forgotten, because I was all 'oh, I'll manage 30 minutes to find a couple solid-color shirts'. Yeah, right. I found no shirts, everything is just crappy layered stuff with stupid designs and glitter, and I was pissed off for a couple hours afterwards. Bah. I should just do all of my clothes shopping online (and not just the part where the shirts come with awesome writing on them - that kind of clothes shopping I enjoy). I also failed to find hiking sandals. But I did get my train tickets from the station, and I got a postcard for Amanda Tapping's Birthday Project (my pet charity is rain forest stuff, but every year I try to give to someplace else as well, and I reckon whatever my crush du jour is supporting gets me some variety).

But back to town.

Weirdest thing overheard:
Ho-girl to thug boy (both about 10 years old, but selling their attitudes with great conviction):
"Bye bye! Don't get raped from behind while you're walking home!"
"I'll try not to. Bye!"

Best store-window slogan:
"Not for girls. Not for boys. We make clothes for kids."

Also, Yay California!!! @ the Prop 8 ruling!!! (I wore my NOH8 shirt today in support!)