Went to see my artist work on a friend that I referred, and something interesting happened. I have been well broke for the past 2 weeks, so I traded this kid my appointment since I didn't have the money to pay my artist. As I was sitting in on the session, I made a sarcastic comment about how he should really be working on my ribs. We both walked outside for a smoke and I made the same comment again. He stops, looks at me, and asks me if I have anything going on tonight. I told him no, so he asked if I wanted to work on my ribs. Told him I didn't have the money, and he told me not to worry about it. So in the end, I got worked on for almost 2 hours and I can pay him whenever I have the money.
One more session and it will all be finished.
Best part of the night you ask? My artist asks if I play golf, and I told him that I did...so he insisted that once we got done working, that we should go to the driving range. Unfortunately, we got there too late. What did we do instead? Found a place that had mini-golf instead...and then...we raced go-karts.
One more session and it will all be finished.
Best part of the night you ask? My artist asks if I play golf, and I told him that I did...so he insisted that once we got done working, that we should go to the driving range. Unfortunately, we got there too late. What did we do instead? Found a place that had mini-golf instead...and then...we raced go-karts.
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