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"How could a rooftop view in London look just the same as one in Brooklyn?"
OBSESSED with that song. OBSESSED, I TELL YOUS! (yes, yous)
Anyway. Today I determined that it is not possible to take a picture of your own head. Sure, you can from the front, but not the back. Reason? I got my second tattoo today. Well, tattoos. I am now the proud owner of blue stars behind each ear. Very small, very cute. Darling Sis Lex was my tattoo buddy today. SHE IS GETTING ONE TOMORROW. Well, that's the idea. We'll see. She might chicken out. DON'T CHICKEN OUT, SIS LEX.
Anyway. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would - I mean, think about it. Everyone touch the place behind your ears. Bony. They're small, though. If they were any larger it would have hurt like an effing beeyotch. Enough of that, though, pics soon.
Other than painful ear areas . . . life is good today, methinks. I had a lovely, lovely evening, thanks to one Mr. Marco's late night "hang out". Everyone should come and visit me at midnight. We can hang out and watch Conan. Well, the end of Conan. Let's post some Conan for fun:
Aww. If I could marry him, I would. Damn you for being married, Conan! Damn you!
Okay, so yeah. Conan! And I'd make some food. It would be GRAND.
I don't really know where I was going with that. Moving on.
SO I'M EXCITED FOR MEAT! SO WAAAAY EXCITED! I believe this is my 3rd meaty outing. Third? Wow. Intense.
I sort of lost my train of thought posting pictures of Conan. But man, isn't he adorable? More later!
p.s. Icon for my Yma.