Pierced and happy 
I got my labret and my tragus pierced this afternoon, I'm sooo happy, I couldn't wait anymore to pierce something! So this time frustration made me get 2 at a time... 
My last piercing before these was a pyramidal 6 years ago. I already had a labret twice but didn't remember how painful it was... I was amazed by the pain even if it's really quick, and the tragus was even worse... but it was woth it anyway!
Right after that I came to my dad's home to get some help to use excel, I was sure he would say something like "you're really trying to screw yourself up" or "and you couldn't wait to avoid the jury getting an infractus?" or " it's a mutilation!" or "you will never get a serious job"... the kind of things he usually says, but instead of this he didn't even noticed both piercings! He must be blind... when I shaved my dreadlocks he just said after 10 minutes "did you change anything?" 
I really have a great dad!
When I finally came back home one hour ago (11 : 30 pm here) my dog had messed up the whole appartment to make me understand piercing is not a good reason to leave her alone...
She opened the dustbag, and got everything out, ate the whole packet of bones, ate some popcorns and spread the rest around the livingroom, rearranged the sofa and shit a little bit on the floor to make things funnier...
She even ate 2 of my pants, the door was closed but she can open doors...
Despite these usual dog disasters, I had a freaking great day! And right now I'm listening to some good music, drinking a fresh ice-tea and smoking a joint... so everything is perfect!
And what's up with you guys?
Have a nice evening!
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DeathByOpus, here's my favourite french poem for you, I tried to translate it so you can understand
Mon Rve familier
Je fais souvent ce rve trange et pntrant
D'une femme inconnue, et que j'aime, et qui m'aime,
Et qui n'est, chaque fois, ni tout fait la mme
Ni tout fait une autre, et m'aime et me comprend.
Car elle me comprend, et mon coeur transparent
Pour elle seule, hlas ! cesse d'tre un problme
Pour elle seule, et les moiteurs de mon front blme,
Elle seule les sait rafrachir, en pleurant.
Est-elle brune, blonde ou rousse ? --Je l'ignore.
Son nom ? Je me souviens qu'il est doux et sonore
Comme ceux des aims que la Vie exila.
Son regard est pareil au regard des statues,
Et pour sa voix, lointaine, et calme, et grave, elle a
L'inflexion des voix chres qui se sont tues.
Paul VERLAINE, Pomes saturniens
My familiar dream
I often make this strange and penetrating dream
Of this unknown woman, who I love and who loves me
And who's never totally the same nor totally different
And loves me and understands me
Cause she understands me, and my transparent heart
For her only is no longer a problem
For her only, and the sweatiness of my pale forehead
She's the only one to refresh it when she cries
Is she brown, blond or red? - I don't know
Her name? I remember it's sweet and resounding
Like that of the one that were banned by the life
Her sight is like that of the statues,
And for her voice, distant, and quiet, and deep
She has the singsong (?) of the dear voices that got silent
(I'm sorry my english really sucks...)
Hope you like it anyway!
I got my labret and my tragus pierced this afternoon, I'm sooo happy, I couldn't wait anymore to pierce something!
So this time frustration made me get 2 at a time...
My last piercing before these was a pyramidal 6 years ago. I already had a labret twice but didn't remember how painful it was... I was amazed by the pain even if it's really quick, and the tragus was even worse... but it was woth it anyway!
Right after that I came to my dad's home to get some help to use excel, I was sure he would say something like "you're really trying to screw yourself up" or "and you couldn't wait to avoid the jury getting an infractus?" or " it's a mutilation!" or "you will never get a serious job"... the kind of things he usually says, but instead of this he didn't even noticed both piercings!
He must be blind... when I shaved my dreadlocks he just said after 10 minutes "did you change anything?"
I really have a great dad!
When I finally came back home one hour ago (11 : 30 pm here) my dog had messed up the whole appartment to make me understand piercing is not a good reason to leave her alone...
She opened the dustbag, and got everything out, ate the whole packet of bones, ate some popcorns and spread the rest around the livingroom, rearranged the sofa and shit a little bit on the floor to make things funnier... She even ate 2 of my pants, the door was closed but she can open doors...
Despite these usual dog disasters, I had a freaking great day! And right now I'm listening to some good music, drinking a fresh ice-tea and smoking a joint... so everything is perfect!
And what's up with you guys?
Have a nice evening!
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DeathByOpus, here's my favourite french poem for you, I tried to translate it so you can understand
Mon Rve familier
Je fais souvent ce rve trange et pntrant
D'une femme inconnue, et que j'aime, et qui m'aime,
Et qui n'est, chaque fois, ni tout fait la mme
Ni tout fait une autre, et m'aime et me comprend.
Car elle me comprend, et mon coeur transparent
Pour elle seule, hlas ! cesse d'tre un problme
Pour elle seule, et les moiteurs de mon front blme,
Elle seule les sait rafrachir, en pleurant.
Est-elle brune, blonde ou rousse ? --Je l'ignore.
Son nom ? Je me souviens qu'il est doux et sonore
Comme ceux des aims que la Vie exila.
Son regard est pareil au regard des statues,
Et pour sa voix, lointaine, et calme, et grave, elle a
L'inflexion des voix chres qui se sont tues.
Paul VERLAINE, Pomes saturniens
My familiar dream
I often make this strange and penetrating dream
Of this unknown woman, who I love and who loves me
And who's never totally the same nor totally different
And loves me and understands me
Cause she understands me, and my transparent heart
For her only is no longer a problem
For her only, and the sweatiness of my pale forehead
She's the only one to refresh it when she cries
Is she brown, blond or red? - I don't know
Her name? I remember it's sweet and resounding
Like that of the one that were banned by the life
Her sight is like that of the statues,
And for her voice, distant, and quiet, and deep
She has the singsong (?) of the dear voices that got silent
(I'm sorry my english really sucks...)
Hope you like it anyway!
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glad to hear that your work is done and that you have your jury coming up. Proud of ya for all the hard work you have done, hang in there....you can do it.
Work is going well, although I am starting to get kind of burned out. Think in the next year or so it might be time to move on to something different. Stay in the medical field but do something new.
I'm still motivated and still going to Jiu Jitsu. Only thing that kind of sucks is I have a girl who kind of leading me on. Never cared much for being treated like that so I told her to shove off. Besides that, things are peachy. lol
mais mon prfr reste crimen amoris