idolessxo

Hrm. I'm thinking it's about time to start pondering the tattoo business that's been in need of.. well, pondering.

This is what I am *planning* to get on my left shoulder:



And I'm thinking either the Gaelic word for "mother" or my mother's actual name.. Norma Jean. My only qualms about this is that perhaps people will think that I am refering to that God-awful band. Ah, well.

I am in the process of packing to move into my new home in Hy-town. This is proving to be difficult seeing as I have been filling out numerous job applications and having to drop them off all over creation, been having trouble with my car (stupid Kia) and it seems this is the time of year for friends to drop you.

On other downsides, I am totally missing this hair:



Unfortunately I gotta wait for this damn bleach to grow out and start from scratch. Meaning a pixie hair cut. Meaning I will look like an ickle boy. Hopefully the fact that my eyes are huge will distract from this. Stupid bleach.. plotting the demise of the Mollykins.

Now it's time to gulp some more coffee and call the dealership I bought my car from. Motherfuckers.