crossover

So last night my friends got back from England and brought back 2 40oz's... 1 whiskey and 1 vodka... the 3 of us finished them both off... I was fucking trashed. So needless to say I called in sick today.

So I go downtown to the tattoo shop where I get my ink done at to get a number of Riche and he's all bored saying his appointment cancelled on him and he had nothing to do for 6 hours. Then he said I should get more work done on my leg. I told him I couldn't afford to yet and he insisted that today only I could... so I got a huge chunk of the background done to my girls for MAD cheap... and I mean MAD CHEAP... 3 1/2 hours and woulda been longer but he actually got a customer who came in and wanted more work... which was cool by me... 3 1/2 hours of shadding on the shin over and over again to give it fading affects really sucks

And I'm so happy, my girlfriends cat is now home. It ran away saturday night and I was all bummed out more then she was, and her neighbour came over real late last night and said he found her roaming around. Sinister is home I'm going to pet that little fur ball until its bald.