pan de queso

it is almost halloween and i know as the movie mean girls has pointed out it is a good excuse for girls to dress slutty and not get criticized for it. i am sticking with my costume of frances bean. how can a twelve year old be slutty? krista is supposed to be my mom, courtney love, but we'll see. she can be slutty.

tonight i very much wanted some pan de queso so i stopped by the quetzal panderia on my way home. quetzals remind me of this water color class i took one summer. we painted all different animals and wrote poems about them. their was a transvestite working the counter at the panderia. the voice was the first clue and as i investigated further i could clearly see foundation attempting to cover stubble. his face and body were round. he was speaking in spanish and making the woman in front of me laugh. panderia's are so colorful, and so warm. it reminded me of an almodovar movie, the transvestite that runs a panderia that makes the most delicious pan de queso. i should write almodovar and tell him about it. he should make a movie in los angeles. there are enough people who speak his language. he had a scar over his left eye. i wondered how he got it. i imagined a scene from an almodovar movie, he was turning tricks and got beat up. it was like i couldn't think of anyone else i would've rather had sell me bread.