The guy who does my tattoos is also a painter.

Also, tattoos are “actual art.” 😉

Good showmanship can make up for not sounding great live – Maybe they’ll have plenty of entertainment value.

He’s 20.

His blithe acceptance is charming, but man, I was surprised he didn’t ask for an STD panel.

Mr. Muscles’ son and I had lunch. The conversation went something like this:

Him: So have you been intimate with my dad?

Me: I… uh… My sandwich doesn’t have… I don’t even… Pesto.

Him: Because you should!

Me: *spills lemonade all over the table just to escape conversation* OH!

Him: Are you going to marry my dad?

Me: Let’s…[Read more]

Amazing plans, Peter, that will no doubt result in even more amazing work. 🙂

What BW said – A good artist can jimmy that up in a hurry.

My tattoo artist is moving, but in state, thankfully. I’ve been planning to get a tattoo, but I’ve just been too busy to commit to anything. I’ve had three days off this month. I’m exhausted.

One more night before I leave. Going to go for a record and try to sleep half of my shift.

The chance of a properly done tattoo getting a secondary infection that gets into your bloodstream is very, very minute. Should be okay. 🙂

I have been off work three days out of the past 20. One of those was spent testing. Missed the forums, but wouldn’t have been here much even if it had been running. My tentative schedule for the next week:

Tonight: 7PM-7AM work, then meeting at 8AM.

Tomorrow: Do some banking. Head home to let landlord in to install cat door. Work from 7PM…[Read more]

It is! Rejoice.

I am so sorry, Sam.

I’ve been ridiculously busy lately between work, prepping for the MCAT, and more recently hitting some ice with my car and my pipes freezing in my shower. The more amazing part, though, is through everything bad and crazy that’s happened, it’s all readily fixable. Thank God.

I’m taking a little time off the end of January…[Read more]

Don’t be too scared off the ribs. I found it much more tolerable than the thigh. Put it in a place you know you can deal with it the rest of your life.

(The original reason I got tattoos was to horrify young medical students when I’m old, dead, and being cut up for educational uses.)

I made food the night before. Made scallops (pan-seared), shrimp and grits, and instead of black-eyed pea based salad, I made a wilted mushroom salad. Also made mini chocolate tarts.

@poxphobia 137116 wrote:

God I hate new years eve. Complete disaster. New black eye. My knees look like shit, terrible concussion. Awesome times. No.
I hate people and I’m never going out again.

Glad you’re okay.

I always end up at the scene of whatever horrible shit. A couple of people sprayed themselves with pepper spray at my party.

The food…[Read more]

Welcome! Glad you’re here.

Perhaps if your interest lies in being an occupational therapist, you should cease being an amateur tattooist.

A woman (or man) can only have one master. If you wanted to be a surgeon, the smart thing is not to let someone give you a couple scalpels and go hog wild on someone’s appendix. If you desire to be an occupational therapist, you’re not…[Read more]

@NorCalDan 137023 wrote:

I usually fart a lot everyday,

but my farts today have been especially stinky.

Increased protein?

Supposed to go out today for hot wings and watch the Packers game with friends. Tomorrow I get my new bed delivered and need to shop for a NYE dinner I agreed to throw, and the day after before NYE I’ll be making shrimp…[Read more]

I’m sorry. My interest in doing anything to help you died with your vanity and insulting Pox. I will assure you you’re not the precious little prize you think you are. Can’t wait until someone knocks your ass down a peg. Keep up the attitude.

If a tattoo artist did that to me, I’d have him killed.

Major problems with the anatomy of your pin-up chola.

I found a stray child today. It came to my door.

I was sleeping on my couch, and there’s knocking. Stray kid asking where her grandma is, who’s also my neighbor. Found the missing grandma at my other neighbor’s/landlord’s. Felt like a boss.

It’s also my last night in my seven night stretch. I survived both Christmas and Christmas Eve, and…[Read more]