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I just confirmed my next tattoo session! Halloween, all damn day. I'm going to get "Language is a virus" on my right forearm, spiraling from my elbow onto the underside of my arm. It will start out in nice script, and begin to decay as it spirals in on itself, culminating in what will look kind of like an open sore/needle entry. Lots of colors. Probably will put a small portrait of Burroughs in there somewhere. I am stoked as hell! I do worry about my job, though. My bosses don't really like tattoos, and I'm not sure how they will react. Maybe I should talk to them and let them know about it before it happens. And, if they have issue with it, I will find a new job, even though I enjoy being a butcher a whole, whole lot.

My birthday is Sunday. I'll be 26. Its really strange to see all of my friends getting married, buying houses, having kids and all that jazz. I'm single, rent, and have no kids. I plan to keep the latter two facts in place for a long time. Hopefully the single part won't go on too long, but I'm not pushing anything.

Beckett is a hilarious cat. So glad I got him.