1:58PM - Mein Körper wird jetzt, wie mein Verstand geschrammt. Würden Sie jedoch dieses wünschen?
Heehee...I'm so hardcore. Yay! I love love love my tattooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!
Kelly wants me to come with her to a party tonight, I should go. Yes...show it off. *steeples her fingers*
It's so sore though, and I'm keeping it covered so my Dad doesn't do something like slap it, & yell at me. He would...he thinks tatts & whatnot are a total waste of money, but I dont care, because *I* happen to adore my pretty tattoo & now that it's there, he can't do shit about it.
So, everyone go see Jeremy at Vertigo in Vancrapper. Make sure to tell him Elizabeth said he's badass.
I'm sure Kelly & I traumatized him with the tales of our fucked up family members...
Heh, man, Kelly made me just about piss my pants last night whilst we played a good game of Scrabble ( trying to avoid Chuck's stupid Brother & his crone ) HAHAHA "GAZOO" *snort* oh shit that was so funny. Sorry Kelly...but it was.
So the plan for today is, talk Dad into getting me s'more hair dye while deftly dodging the fact that I only have like $5 left from the $120 he gave me last night. Shouldn't be *too* hard, I'll just make some shit up & if he asks, shit I'll show him, but not until AFTER I get dye. Lord knows I'm not going to a party with my roots showing, there might be hot guys, who dont like girls who have the gall to come to a party with thier roots showing. Nyah I sound so shallow.
I showed Aaron my pretty new addition this morning. Made him put antibiotic ointment on it...gah it feels horrid! All like sunburny & itchy...plus the shirt rubbing against it is really feckin irritating. Musn't...scratch...
I was originally supposed to go out & get it done in Beaverton with Faith ( dollface ) & maybe Yakup, but, when I tried to call Faith, there was no answer. THEN I couldn't find Yakup's number, so I started freaking the fuck out wondering if I should actually go out to Beaverton & see if Faith would be at the MAX stop or not. But, since I couldn't get ahold of her...I didn't know what to do. I figured she'd think if I didn't call that the whole tatt thing was off & she'd just go home. So, if she was there, I should proly apologize. I feel bad *sigh* I'm horrid.
Steaks & baked potatoes for dinner tonight! Yay! MmMm Dad the BBQ king strikes again!
Anywhoo...I'm gonna go slather some lotion on myself & be all proud & junk that I actually had the balls to sit there & let someone jam needles into my skin for an hour & a half.
GAZOOOOOOO
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