Outpost of the World

So. For the first time, I qualified for Club Nintendo's "elite status" gift for this year. In the past, the awards have been amazing. Among other things, there was a velvety life-size, wearable replica of Mario's hat, and a cool looking figurine of the main cast.

This year's prize is pins. Like, little 1"x1" pins that you'd buy at Hot Topic if you were a derpy twelve year old boy.

Thanks, Nintendo. $500+ dollars worth of registered merchandise, and you give me shit I can buy on Etsy for three bucks. u____u

Edit: These could have been 1000x more amazing if they were metal die-cut pins. That would be more than acceptable to me. This is stuff you can make in your basement on the cheap, and they look cheap. :c

Nineteen is a weird, useless age to be. All the responsibility and none of the perks, in my opinion. I just tried to see Brüno with my sister--who is sixteen--and the guy at the ticket office turned us away because I wasn't old enough to buy her a ticket. Is that right? Do you really have to be twenty-one to buy a minor a ticket to an R-rated movie? I honestly thought that you had to be eighteen or older. He was a real ass about it too, which is probably the real reason why I'm more than a little irked right now. Oh well. We're going to stay in and watch The Blues Brothers, which is fine by me. :)