Fuck TMobile.
All I want to do right now is call Steve and tell him ONE SENTENCE. But no. Tmobile will not let my phone call anyone. I say call and it just sits there. Not calling anyone. It acts like it is, but no ring. No nothing. Just the flashing of whoever's number. Fuckers.
Anyway. On a very very brilliantly happy note, Steve and I are stupendous right now. He did in fact come over for the weekend and I was more than stupid to be nervous. We were absolutely perfect. It felt sooooo good. The only bad part is that it hurt so much when he left. oh well. Honestly though, we had such a good weekend together. I only hope (and I have the utmost faith in us) that it will last. If I was having any doubts, it was only because I was listening to peope who, yes, have my best interest at heart, but are not a part of what Steve and I have. And the good so very much so outweighs the bad. Or at least - it will. And I really do love him a ton. So, long story short... Steve's my guy and I am very very happy. And it feels so good to be happy again.
Soooooo........ I know you're just dying to find out about the best part of my weekend.... I know you are. So ... I'll end the suspense.
Yes, folks ... my first tattoo.
This is a little dark, but this is a close-up.
It really didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would. Seriously.
Anyway. The tattoo. My granpa used to call me Miss Muffett. All the time. So, I got this tatto because it is my favorite memory of one of my most favorite people and now it will always be with me.
I'm still a trendy ass poser, though. I haven't forgotten. :)
So, that's about it for my weekend.
Anyway. On a very very brilliantly happy note, Steve and I are stupendous right now. He did in fact come over for the weekend and I was more than stupid to be nervous. We were absolutely perfect. It felt sooooo good. The only bad part is that it hurt so much when he left. oh well. Honestly though, we had such a good weekend together. I only hope (and I have the utmost faith in us) that it will last. If I was having any doubts, it was only because I was listening to peope who, yes, have my best interest at heart, but are not a part of what Steve and I have. And the good so very much so outweighs the bad. Or at least - it will. And I really do love him a ton. So, long story short... Steve's my guy and I am very very happy. And it feels so good to be happy again.
Soooooo........ I know you're just dying to find out about the best part of my weekend.... I know you are. So ... I'll end the suspense.
Yes, folks ... my first tattoo.
This is a little dark, but this is a close-up.
It really didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would. Seriously.
Anyway. The tattoo. My granpa used to call me Miss Muffett. All the time. So, I got this tatto because it is my favorite memory of one of my most favorite people and now it will always be with me.
I'm still a trendy ass poser, though. I haven't forgotten. :)
So, that's about it for my weekend.