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So... I was supposed to get a new tattoo today, but when I got to the shop, my artist wasn't prepared. Pissed me off. Plus, he was kind of an asshole. Oh well... I go back in on thursday. Let's hope three days is enough time for him to type three lines of text and print it out.

I just watched "City of God." Geez... that shit is intense. I work with four or five brazillians and they were telling me about the slums and how corrupt it is. Sometimes I'm amazed at how removed I am from tragedy. I mean, here I am, typing on my laptop, talking about how I'm pissed because I didn't get to spend $200+ on a new tattoo and the whole world is falling apart for someone else, somewhere else. Fucking crazy.