|05:28 pm - Don't I look like a Haley Berry posta???|
Ugh, fuck you Marshalls. You pay less than my last high school job anyway. So there. I will continue to shop at you though, simply because I still love your cheap fantastic clothing. And your old discounted gourmet chocolate. I think I can find it in my heart to still love you. Siempre, mi amor. Para todo de tu existencia.
I think I'm in love with Milford. There are a plethora of fun stores and restaurants there, and cute Puerto Rican chefs who are probably younger than me. I'll have to go there the next time I want to make tamales, because in on of the stores they had a packet of spices/stuff especially for tamales. And then I can have some weirdo looking at me and grinning asking, "JU LIKE THE TAMALES" like it's a huge shocker.