I just stumbled across these photos from winter/that time it wasn't cold at all at The Farmer's Market. I like them.

Seriously cannot wait to have photoshop again. I practice lasso-ing with my mouse all the time.

Sorry for the fact that that doesn't really make sense. Typing is theraputic sometimes and I just need to keep going on as Bon Iver serenades me and I rock back and forth waiting for the other tab to read 'Inbox (1)' instead of just empty, because that will mean that my father has responded and that this evenings plans will be set in stone or something nearly as solid.