*wince* Owwww....

[lunaofslytherin]

I love my tattoo. I really do. I firmly believe that every last electric impulse of pain is worth it for the shear awesomeness (and beauty) of having this piece of my artwork permenantly a part of my body

Comments

[daymaril]

I want it noted here that I offered, the night before you left, to get you gauze pads and surgical tape, so you could keep the thing covered. And you turned me down.

[lunaofslytherin]

because, despite how happy it would have made you it would have been exactly like wearing a shirt, except then I would have had the added fun of trying to find a way to peel it off, whih would have hurt like crazy.

as I said at the time, thanks, but no.

[daymaril]

Yes, but you wouldn't have dyed the shirt you were wearing a delicate shade of blue-and-blood.

[lunaofslytherin]

true. very very true. it's a wee bit better now. i give it til wednesday to be truely alright, but they i should be alright. what are you guys doing that day, anyway?

[daymaril]

Nothing, as usual. I may put the lawnmower together and make your brother do some actual work.

[lunaofslytherin]

oh? good. He should do more work. oh, and paul wants me to tell you that i'm still alive. just so you know.

I'm still alive.

[daymaril]

I didn't think you were dead. Despite rumours to the contrary, dead people don't post to LiveJournal.
Although, I would note here that some parents would expect a more frequent check-in while their child was away from home - and by check-in, I mean, like, emails, or phone calls, rather than public LiveJournal postings.

[lunaofslytherin]

ah, i see, you just think it's odd that I'm completely comfortable away from home, with somebody you don't trust as much as you'd like to.
This is me, away from your protective wing, and enjoying it immensely. It's something you may, one day, get used to.