jake1209

I'm starting to get excited about the tattoo convention I'm headed to this weekend. Friday night, saturday, and sunday morning I'll be there. I can't wait, we're going to have a good time I'm sure.

I have to shave my leg today after work and go down to my artist's shop for some pics for his portfolio of my sock. And some updated pics of my pin up and ship. I'm really excited about getting more work done, but I don't know what's next. I'm holding off on my sleeves right now untill I'm a little more financially stable with my business and I know I won't be job hunting anytime soon. There's still a lot of ass kissing and handshaking going on, and unfortunately some of my clientele would frown on tattoos. I wish I could say fuck them, but it's my livelihood and future at this point.

I plan on staying clean for a while since my run in with the police. That really freaked me out, like it should have. I could have been seriously fucked. There was a lesson there, and I feel like heeding the message I got from this. I've been drinking like a fish lately, so it's time to slow down.

Good thing this weekend I'll be around people who don't drink. But the drinking everyday except Sunday nights and usually not wednesdays (why??) will have to stop.