Mall Restrooms... boy don't I feel safe now...

*I don't normally post forwarded emails on my blog or even bother forwarding them on to people in my address book, but this seemed creepy enough. Hat tip: Sonja*

Please Send to Every Female You Know With Love for Their Safety!!!!!

The Latest Scam: Robbing Females Using the Bathrooms at Shopping Malls.

The way the scam works is, a man slips into the women's rest-room and sneaks into a stall. He waits until there is only one woman in the restroom in a neighboring stall. The criminal then stands on the toilet and points a hand gun into the next stall, demanding the woman's valuables. After getting her cash and jewelry, he demands that she remove all of her clothing and kick them out of the stall. The thief tosses the clothing into a shopping bag, hangs an out of order sign on the restroom door, and slips back into the mall. The out of order sign ensures no one will soon come to the woman's rescue. It usually takes an hour or two for the woman to work up the nerve to leave the restroom in the nude, giving the criminal ample time to make his get away. The woman is left naked and humiliated in a mall full of strangers. The best defense, says police, is to never go into a shopping mall restroom alone, as only women who are by themselves are targeted.

PLEASE FORWARD THIS TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW!!!! This has so far been a nearly perfect crime, as none of the perpetrators have been caught. Don't let this happen to you!

You know you wanna

Plenty of visitors, but not a single comment since switching over. :(

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Click: "Post a comment". Then where it says "Choose Identity", click "other" and manually type your stuff.

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So leave me some comments. I would love it if you did.

Who'll Stop the Rain?

I like naming my blog posts after songs. It's very Grey's Anatomy-esque. Honestly, it quit raining a few minutes ago. However, I was sitting in biology, bored out of my mind when I came up with the title, and I don't want it to go to waste. So yeah, about rain. It's been mind-numbingly cold and rainy for the last 2 days. And not the normal rain. We've had the kind of rain that fluctuates between steady rain and misty drizzle. The kind of rain that makes you wonder if a different sort of precipitation will follow. 'Cause if it has to be this cold, I want to see some snow, dang it! In addition to our craptastic weather, every remaining leaf on campus has decided to part ways with its tree. A thousand little leaf bodies on the sidewalk. Enough to make one feel like they're committing leaficide.


And now for a public service announcement: Becca, leave me some comments! Please?

Loneliness?

As of today, I have 0 profile views. Lets see how long I can keep it up. Having a blog that no one reads or even visits isn't such a bad thing though. For one, I don't have to worry about people I know (as well as people I don't) commenting on every little thing I write, which happened when I was a member of Xanga back in my lovely high school days. That brings me to my next point. I can talk about whatever I want, especially communication issues with the Mom, without people I know (or again, people that I don't know) reading about it and thinking I'm a horrible person. And now for my final point: I am a terrible writer and if I tried to write about anything that actually matters (i.e politics and such), I would, without a doubt, sound like an idiot. Therefore, having an unread blog will allow me to write about things that like that that interest me, if I so choose, and sound like an idiot while doing so, again if I so choose, without anyone ever knowing about it. Ha.


On a different note, I decided, for whatever reason, to get breakfast at the Waffle House this morning. Actually, it wasn't for "whatever reason." They're the only restaurant open here on the weekends that serves breakfast. I could have gone to the cafeteria, but I'm already sick. The point is, their manager is so desperate for employees that she nearly hired me on the spot. And I am so desperate for money that I nearly took the job. But alas, I have, in my quest to Graduate Early, maxed out on credit hours.