So my birthday was on the 14th. It was kinda crappy because I was sick from chemo all damn day. I got to go se Resident Evil Appoccolypse with my family and some friends. It was pretty kewl. Just the right amount of kornyness and a bunch of action. No birthday nookie though. I really didn't expect any, but it's always nice to have.
That tattoo supply place fuct up my order again. They almost got it rite though. It was short two barbells. I figure since I ended up with four extra needles and three extra hoops, we'll call it square. I'll just have to go buy the surgical steel barbells somewhere in town, or maybe get someone else to buy them for me. I'll let them watch me pierce myself.
Bleh
Bleh
kadmeia:
What are you gonna pierce? Sorry I don't comment in your journal much, I don't comment in most peoples much. I'll try to be better about it. : )