faelyn

So its my day off today, but the contractor guy in the apartment upstairs is being so freeking loud, how rude, no sleeping in for me. This guy is such a moron. Last time we had water comming through the ceiling into my laundry/painting room (and now the lights don't work in there) and now there are little holes in my ceiling in the living room in a row, where I'm guessing he's nailed something to the floor upstairs. Great. So seeing how its my day off Im going to get ripped and make scarves for xmas pressents, until 4 when my sisters picking me up and we're going to the tattoo man. He's figured out her tattoo, but we were going to get matching poppies, but in different styles so I have to come up with something to explain what style I like. I only have one tattoo. I went to the guy that did all of a friend of mine's tattoos because her's looked great, but mine kinda sucks, its not as clean or crisp looking as I wanted it to be and I don't think he understood the concept. It was supposed to be a stylised figure of a woman with wings and then these curvy lines comming from it, but seriously it looks like a butterfly, which makes me sad. Problem is its all thick and black so I'm probably screwed, but maybe it just needs touching up, or so i hope. Also I've gained weight and its not looking so great from that either. Oh well. I hate living in a construction site.