Can I just say that Thursday and Friday have both been really awesome days.
Thursday was a pupil free day for Dish, so she headed to school and I entertained myself without having our usual constant SMS conversation that occurs during every waking moment. I was super productive and drove into the city to dash to an army disposal store. (Did you know how fucking few of those bitches are around anymore?? Driving into the city during peak hour and paying for parking was the path of least resistence in going to an army disposal store, how mad is that??) After the city I went to my favourite cupcake place (the same place who never called me back *heartbroken*) and grabbed some cupcake for D’Mummy and a treat for Dish, then I went to my tattoo shop for some quality inking time.
Three and a half hours later and we’ve got it colored but there is still some little bits to add in as well as the backgrounds. I think we’re working on another 3 or so hour session to get it done and dusted. I reckon the shading was less painful than the outlining, but today I am starting to grow some super attractive purple brusing. It’s sexy. Last night night I went out and a bunch of people complimented it (they also were fond of hitting my arm in conversation forgetting it was fresh or just touching the tattoos and being weird).
Can I just say, it’s poor form to touch someone else’s tattoos. Obviously, I have heaps of people who I’d let lick my tattoos if they so desired, but if I don’t know you please don’t come up and touch, it’s just a bit creepy. I don’t come up and fondle your skin, so just because mine is tattooed doesn’t make it ok. It’s still my skin. (If you’re thinking “ZOMG, I’ve touched it, she means me”, I don’t. If we are even merely FB friends it’s ok if you touch it, I more mean random people at shops and stuff. Middle ages ladies are the worst, in my experiences.)
So post tattoo I caught up for an “After First Day Back” debrief with Dish and we unwrapped my arm together in the car. As a non-tattooed kind I was worried I lost her a couple of times when she felt how hot it was through the cling wrap, when I mentioned the seeping blood that had collected in the folds of the cling wrap and how it was all weird looking with the excess ink and stuff but generally she took it like a trooper. I did ask before wrapping it, I’m not all bad! that night I slept pretty well but woke up and had to peel my shirt off the fresh ink it had stuck to which is always a lovely thing to do.
Friday I made a bunch of brooches and had a bit of a disco nap because I didn’t sleep super well the night before. Met Dish for coffee after school and made our evening plans. She had to go do stuff and I came home and ate dinner and dicked around until I headed out. Going out Friday night is becoming a bit of a habit now, each week Dish and I assure ourselves it’s not gonna be a big night and that we’ll be home at a reasonable hour and each week we head home as the sun is starting to make an appearance. Last night was no exception. It was a little exceptional in the fact that I didn’t have quite the collection of friends I normally have on Friday nights so we had more time to…do other stuff. PashFest 2010 was definately a highlight of recent weeks. Dish is lovely and always smells pretty, I like her
Tonight? I am having a quiet one. Dish is camping with a friend and I am more than happy to have a nothing night at home. Tomorrow night we are going out to see MacHomer and I believe dinner was mentioned with Dish’s best and his partner, so it’ll be a bit of a double date, weeee!
Things are good, peeps. I know everything is temporary and that Dish is still going in a while, but for now, I’ll take it