Well, my mom caught my back piece. She hated it. She told me it was gross and proceeded to give me a look of disgust. And then I told her that I was thinking about getting one for her-a Gothic, Roman Catholic cross about 2 inches long on the inside of my left wrist. She liked that idea less. But hey, it's about time she was broken in. I mean geez, she thinks I'll stop getting tattoos for her? Right.....Anyway, I'm in the Richmond for a couple of days to look for places to live, places to work, people to do...wait, thats not right...people to meet, yeah thats it. Sike. I think it'll be fun. Although, I have to move out of my place in Blacksburg 2 freakin' weeks sooner than I thought. Which is kind of good though, my ceiling is about to cave in on me, so I sleep on the couch. My boss is gonna hate me though. I'm gonna have to quit sooner. I won't have time to go the beach with my bestest friend Melanie before she goes to the peace core. which sucks.
I like the new emoticons.
that one's my fav.

