Apparently 8 hours of sleep just makes me silly

I am about to frolic off to one of Seattle's biggest tourist traps, on a beautiful Saturday afternoon.

This is mostly because I want tomatoes and the garlic-rosemary bread that the Three Sisters sells, and possibly gelato.

IF I DIE, I THINK EVERYONE I LOVE KNOWS THIS. ♥

I LIED I went to the farmer's market instead.

I still got tomatoes, but now I have hominy bread and a granita instead of the other two. I don't actually think this is a bad trade-off; I am INCREDIBLY LAME and I love farmer's markets. It's all incredibly yay. \o/

will do more honesty meme stuff and whatnot when I get back