Funny how things work out sometimes isn't it?
A couple of weeks ago I was bummed out, indescribably so, with problems I couldn't really express. I have an awesome weekend away with friends seeing awesome bands and my whole world is placed right back into perspective.
As a result I've decided to cut down my working hours (freelance that is, I'm still going to work my regular job), so I'm doing less but actually only working on "well paid" work, i.e. stuff where I'll turn a decent profit per hour.
I finally got off my arse and booked my Sonisphere and Download tickets, so my summer of awesome can go ahead as planned.
Got tomorrow off work to relax (sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep) and catch up with some freelance stuff. No gigs until April 5th, which is Opeth at the royal albert hall. And, simply as a matter of coincidence, I'm booked in for tattoo work on the 7th. Having this on my right arm/shoulder area:
As simple line-work.
Good times. No more piercings planned, but then they just tend to "happen" when I feel the urge.
A couple of weeks ago I was bummed out, indescribably so, with problems I couldn't really express. I have an awesome weekend away with friends seeing awesome bands and my whole world is placed right back into perspective.
As a result I've decided to cut down my working hours (freelance that is, I'm still going to work my regular job), so I'm doing less but actually only working on "well paid" work, i.e. stuff where I'll turn a decent profit per hour.
I finally got off my arse and booked my Sonisphere and Download tickets, so my summer of awesome can go ahead as planned.
Got tomorrow off work to relax (sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep) and catch up with some freelance stuff. No gigs until April 5th, which is Opeth at the royal albert hall. And, simply as a matter of coincidence, I'm booked in for tattoo work on the 7th. Having this on my right arm/shoulder area:
As simple line-work.
Good times. No more piercings planned, but then they just tend to "happen" when I feel the urge.