I promise not to include anymore macbook photos. I know two in a row might seem like I'm starting a pattern, but I assure you it is not the case. I loathe macbook photos. I have just been feeling particularly crummy on account of all the work and funeral stuff going on in my life. I had a little retail therapy and bought myself something I have always secretly wanted: a cape.
I feel like a fucking flying squirrel...or sherlock holmes. With all this espresso running through me I should be able to fly.