Cuteness must die

I went out to buy the Ted Hughes book before the drama club meeting. I didn't have much time so I just walked over to downtown and went to the only bookstore there. Stupid Milborough, doesn't even have a real downtown. The stupid store had TRAINS all over it (why?) and when I asked the stupid woman at the desk for Birthday Letters, she took forever to put down her stupid muffin and then got me stupid book about a dog and a bunch of gerbils having a fight over a birthday party . I just got out of there really fast. Everything near the counter looked like it had these weird light coffee-colour stains all over it, too. The trains really creeped me out, though.