I finally got my navel pierced. :) After almost 2 years of beggging.
We got lost on the way there, and we finally arrived at a dodgy looking little shop. We went inside and it was nice and clean. Everyone stared at me. The piercer who gave us the notary form had a vertical labret with too-small jewelry. It looked like it might even have been 18g. Mom says he was checking me out. I saw that too, kind of. Anyway. We got the notary signed at a UPS store, then we came back to Fantasy Tattoo. We waited a bit and looked at the little books. Then he called us back. I didn't get to choose the jewelry. He didn't show me him autoclaving the jewelry. He didn't clamp it. He didn't check the marked position with me. He didn't talk. He didn't even have me lie down. Just jabbed it right through. It hurt really stabbing-like for a second or so.Then he pushed the jewelry in (it was externally threaded.) and screwed on the ball. Then he didn't explain the aftercare. He just gave me some Provon and a sheet.
I would not go there again.
We also had McDonald's and my sundae was filled too much and when I opened it it spilled everywhere. Grr.
But anyway. It looks nice. :)
Someone in
sizzlinq told me that I have a funny tanline on my tummy. That's odd. I never noticed it, but it is there... That is so weird.
Last night I saw Chronicles of Riddick with Lori. Ehh. I slept and talked. Then we met Cory and Ethan, went to Winn Dixie, and came home.
I've become addicted to rating communites at
greatestjournal. I got accepted in two of the really harsh ones, hahahaha. ::cool face:: Sizzlinq and Killer Beauty. Great boredom killers.