My mother seems to suffer from an inability to log-out. Urgh. The woman will spend money and hours downloading various Norton products and other anti-spyware/adware/what-have-yous, but god forbid she do the simplest, free-est, two-second act towards protecting her info and accounts. Setting her on fire with my miiiiiiiiiiind.

Anyway. So, a while back, RD.com redid their catalog/checkout. And I thought it was a poor choice from a visual standpoint. Turns out it was a poor choice from a customer standpoint, as well. Oh, my god, its been a nightmare. When checking out, I get a message from Paypal regarding shipping addresses not matching — no login, just straight to “we can’t ship there, because it doesn’t match what we have.” Um. Maybe it would if you LET ME LOG IN? Just a thought. But whatever, I emailed the nice lady who runs it, told her the message I got, asked if logging in directly to them and trying that was ok, she said sure, I did, everything seemed fine. Emphasis on seemed. Apparently the teensy-tinsy little color choice block they have not, that you can’t hardly fit anything in, didn’t work so well either, and she had to email me and ask for my colors. HULK SMASH. I just want some doll hair, okay? Just grab ten and shove them in a mailer, at this point, I don’t care so much.

Also, congratulations, you’re doing DH’s job FOR them. Tina doesn’t have to convince people she’s better anymore, people will run crying to her because her checkout actually works properly. Did I mention Hulk Smash? Because OMFGSMASHSMASHSMASH.

And in semi-related news (dolls, yo), I don’t really like the Ken as Legolas doll (altho the shoulder-to-hip ratio is pretty dead-on), but I kind of want his stuff. Especially the gauntlets. And, um. Everything else.

Oh, hey! A new Order of the Stick book is coming out. I still haven’t gotten the last one. Maybe for Christmas. Especially since last year’s not-specifically-asking-for-anything resulting not in being left alone as hoped, or even in always-acceptable money, but instead in a really expensive version of something I only vaguely wanted a cheap version of, and which got re-wrapped and shoved at me for my birthday when I refused to open it. And my actually wanted-and-asked-for birthday gift? Delayed till August by the manufacturers. *headdesk* I just can’t win. You’d think I’d have learned that by now.