Ok. So a few people have asked "Why don't you write some posts in English?"
Well here it is! Ja. Maybe I should write the same post in English and in Spanish. Wouldn't that be lovely? Yeah...A vacation would be lovely too, and a margarita, and world peace! Not happenin' people!
I can barely spell correctly in Spanish, I cant imagine the catastrophic events that could result of my little English-writing-adventure. Oh, but wait! I love adventures. So I guess I can handle the pressure of being criticized for not writing properly. Whatever. Who cares.
Ok so, not much is new today. Spent like three hours browsing the "tomato section" at the supermarket. I was trying to find some decent tomatoes. Yeah, I found 2. I wont even write about what happened while trying to search for decent onions. I mean, where have all the decent vegetables vanished to? It must be global warming.
And a little interesting anecdote. People are so nice in Canada!
It was around 6 pm. It was already dark outside. I was getting in my car. So I turn the ignition, and suddenly this old woman starts waving at me... Who is she? Most importantly... What does she want?
Slowly, very slowly she approaches my car. I roll down the window...
-"Yes ma'am, how can I help you?" -I asked politely.
-"Hello dear. Did you notice you have your lights on?"
-"Hmmm," - Well given the time of day, I could not imagine myself driving without the lights on.- "Yes, thank you very much. I appreciate your ... warning... "
-"Ok dear"
And away she went... Should I bring candles next time?
Still confused.
Tsk.
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QUE HERMOSA ANECDOTA¡ DE SEGURO LA VIEJITA NO SABIA NI QUE HORA DEL DIA ERA¡ TIPO TU MAMA¡
TAMBIEN ACABANDO EL COMENTARIO DEL MERCADO, ESTA HERMOSO LA ROPA COLGADA., NADA MAS LE FALTA UN PERRO.
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HOLA JENNICITA, AHORA SI QUE TE HAS VISTO FLOJA, PORQUE NO HAY NADA NUEVO POR AQUI. DE SEGURO ES MUCHO EL TRABAJO QUE TIENES. TE MANDO UN BESO Y SIGO ENTRANDO PARA VER QUE NOVEDADES.
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