shopping shopping shopping.

I just realized how much I hate my beloved American Eagles now. The snooty know-it-all cashier spent forever processing vic's return cuz she didn't kno the right return policy. Something about the atmosphere doesn't seem as inviting as before. Even on an empty wednesday early afternoon, I can feel an uptight, get-outta-my-face attitude. Salespeople follow me around, and not in that "can I help you" kind of way. But I did meet my new love... Nordstrom.*sigh*... so wonderful.