Roxy is seriously the raddest fucking suicide girl. I love her look with the lip rings; that is exactly what I have wanted to do for ever and ever and ever. (Copycat! haha kidding)Now, to simply find a job where I am not fired/hated for having the aforementioned piercings. Any Saskatoon bars wanna hire me? I'm serious.
I need to hook myself up a suicide boy-caliber special someone, when I'm not quite so emotionally unavailable. Funny thing is, my past two flames both qualified 110% in that category... hot damn! *sigh* Late nights give me brief but albeit intensely present EMO moments. Bear with me a minute.
MORE SLEEVE WORK DONE TODAY!!! Finally. It's been WAY too long- and I missed the experience itself so much. I get some kind of crazy high from being inked... despite the throbbing and slight swelling in my entire left arm right now. This thing is really starting to come together- I'm feeling super-extra nerdy, and am loving every millisecond of it. I was only worked on for a bit over an hour and am amazed at the amount that was completed. It's still being blacked (in brown) but once we add colour, this puppy is going to blow your fucking minds. I'm taking some shitty webcam shots and posting them as their own set. Ben is fucking amazing. Here's some of what was done today, complete in its red throbbing swelling goodness:
I also found an old school really shitty pic of my Ebola virus tat, before anything else was engulfing or around it...
Due to my own pure unadultered awesomeness, I managed to sprain the outer side of my foot on New Year's. Don't ask how or why, because I know neither- that whole evening is mostly a massive blackout. I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. But shitty nights aside, I'm still left with a very painful and swelled foot which Tylenol-1s (8mg of codeine each!) only slightly "take the edge off". Waitressing does not help the cause- 4 tylenol 1s are useless against 5 hours of running/hobbling my ass off. Foot massages, anyone?
SOOOO there is slight talk from here and there of a potential SG party in Regina, coming up within the next little while. Please, keep me informed!
I waste far too much time just fucking around doing random nothing on this site. But I would say that it's time very well wasted, and sleep forfeited for a very good random purpose. Who can argue with that? Remember, I'll kick your ass...
"I guess it's ok I puked the day away. I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way. And if you want me back, you're gonna have to ask... NICER THAN THAT."
-The Used
I need to hook myself up a suicide boy-caliber special someone, when I'm not quite so emotionally unavailable. Funny thing is, my past two flames both qualified 110% in that category... hot damn! *sigh* Late nights give me brief but albeit intensely present EMO moments. Bear with me a minute.
MORE SLEEVE WORK DONE TODAY!!! Finally. It's been WAY too long- and I missed the experience itself so much. I get some kind of crazy high from being inked... despite the throbbing and slight swelling in my entire left arm right now. This thing is really starting to come together- I'm feeling super-extra nerdy, and am loving every millisecond of it. I was only worked on for a bit over an hour and am amazed at the amount that was completed. It's still being blacked (in brown) but once we add colour, this puppy is going to blow your fucking minds. I'm taking some shitty webcam shots and posting them as their own set. Ben is fucking amazing. Here's some of what was done today, complete in its red throbbing swelling goodness:
I also found an old school really shitty pic of my Ebola virus tat, before anything else was engulfing or around it...
Due to my own pure unadultered awesomeness, I managed to sprain the outer side of my foot on New Year's. Don't ask how or why, because I know neither- that whole evening is mostly a massive blackout. I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. But shitty nights aside, I'm still left with a very painful and swelled foot which Tylenol-1s (8mg of codeine each!) only slightly "take the edge off". Waitressing does not help the cause- 4 tylenol 1s are useless against 5 hours of running/hobbling my ass off. Foot massages, anyone?
SOOOO there is slight talk from here and there of a potential SG party in Regina, coming up within the next little while. Please, keep me informed!
I waste far too much time just fucking around doing random nothing on this site. But I would say that it's time very well wasted, and sleep forfeited for a very good random purpose. Who can argue with that? Remember, I'll kick your ass...
"I guess it's ok I puked the day away. I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way. And if you want me back, you're gonna have to ask... NICER THAN THAT."
-The Used
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