justmee

It was over 90 degrees yesturday, not a cloud in the sky. I had my tattoo appointment at 5:00, so I went shopping at Target to calm my nerves and get my traditional Mountain Dew. For some reason it's always make me feel better when getting pierced, so I figured what the hell.

So I'm driving to the tattoo place... remember, it's beautiful... I'm about 20 minutes early, so i figure I'll drive around the block. I've got my sun roof open, and all of a sudden these black thick clouds roll in. It starts POURING right on top of me. I swear if it weren't 90 outside, this would have been snow or at least baseball sized hail. YIKES!!! So I get there, park, and think. Oh god... is this a sign or what!?!? I'm pretty nervous anyways, and this just adds to it.

Okay, I'll start to summarize my experience. The artists wife says "oh, a virgin!?!?".... I laugh because I haven't been called that since I was 15. I'm scared, I have to sit in the chair. I'm ready for crazy pirate torchure. I swear I could have chickend out. So he tells me he'll give me a taste test. Needles, but no ink. I put my arm out... prepare for the worst, and then it comes. A pain about as bad as, oh... scratching your butt? No pain at all! I'm all "that's it? Alright, lets get this started."

So I sit for my two hours, my arm is sore now (like muscles, not skin)... and get my first little tattoo. Actually, I lied. It's big, and not finished. Here's the picture:
Please please please, whatever you say, do not say it looks like a pumpkin!!! Actually, say what you will because I think it's quite funny. Anyways, it's not a pumpkin, but I can tell you exactly what my pumpkin is going to look like this year . So that's it for now. I'm going to be adding pinks and purples, and some yellow in the stars... all sorts of more happy little colors. Some day. I don't know when I'll have the money. THat's all.