Better
Things are feeling better all around. Yesteday I slept most of the day away and felt better than I have in days. I guess this emotional bullshit is pretty draining. Then I went out drinking with gucky--lots of sweet drinks and knitting. Guck tells me that I'm so cool because I don't seem to give a shit when people try to treat me like a freak for knitting at a bar, in fact I treat it like such a wonderful, obvious thing to be doing that others drunks start to buy into my coolness. I liked being drunk, but twice in one week has made me realize I'm sort of over it for now.
This afternoon I went to Black and Blue Tattoo and finally bit the bullet and got tattooed. Natalie was awesome--we talked the whole way through about random stuff and she kept me properly distracted and entertained. In fact, we entertained each other so much, she knocked $50 off her hourly rate. I bled a lot, maybe because of last night's drinking? I didn't think the alcohol would still be in my system this afternoon. The tat hurts a lot now, sort of sore, and still bleeding. I'm not sure how much I like it--I'm sort of nervous. But, it was hard to see with all the blood and swelling. I didn't get the Bharatanyatyam dancer, still not quite sure what I want, instead I got a lotus on top of my shoulder. It was painful, but no where near as bad as the nipples rings business or even the IUD insertion. Amazing how my pain scale is defined by these random body experiences--I suppose because I don't really have language for pain, but the sensation.
This afternoon I went to Black and Blue Tattoo and finally bit the bullet and got tattooed. Natalie was awesome--we talked the whole way through about random stuff and she kept me properly distracted and entertained. In fact, we entertained each other so much, she knocked $50 off her hourly rate. I bled a lot, maybe because of last night's drinking? I didn't think the alcohol would still be in my system this afternoon. The tat hurts a lot now, sort of sore, and still bleeding. I'm not sure how much I like it--I'm sort of nervous. But, it was hard to see with all the blood and swelling. I didn't get the Bharatanyatyam dancer, still not quite sure what I want, instead I got a lotus on top of my shoulder. It was painful, but no where near as bad as the nipples rings business or even the IUD insertion. Amazing how my pain scale is defined by these random body experiences--I suppose because I don't really have language for pain, but the sensation.