Happy holidays, bastard...
[[[i have gone back to using names. nothing to hide, right?]]]
Yeah, chibi went and got all xmas on yo' asses. Heh. I've got the majority of all my xmas shopping. I have one more thing to get my brother, [maybe], my aunt and uncle, grams gift, [collectively from me and mom], and together, me and grams will be splitting the cost of a dvd player for my mom and step dad. And yes, I still have manny to shop for. I don't know what the fuck to get him. There are so many things...what to do...what do buy...with what damn money???!!!
My back hurts. I think its from the way I had it arched down while sitting for an hour as Mike worked on my stars and from the way i slept so I woulnd't put preasure on my lower back or screw up my warp. It was so relaxing at the time, though. People may find this funny, and I know at least one person who did, but i truly find the experience of getting a tattoo as relaxing. I told Mike that I could've fallen asleep, but our conversation was too good. That man is fucking rich. He owns his own shop, he does seminars that attracts aboot 200 people and he gets $50 for each person that attends, he does conventions, he just recently got into tshirt designing and his shirts will be sold at hot topic...[and i'll be first in line]...he's an amazing artist, he skateboards, huge house, cool as fuck, has a teaching degree, and he's 32, but looks like he's 22...MAYBE 23 on a bad day. So yeah, we talked about all that and about how some tattoo artists are just in it for the money. He told me a story about a guy he used to work for. A young guy came in and wanted a portrait of his mom done because she had passed away. Well, the guy Mike worked for was the owner, so he did it. When he was done, the young guy left and the owner started laughing and making fun of the kid because he did such a shitty job and knew it. He didn't care about the quality of his work or the fact that he was putting artwork onto people's bodies that would be there forever. What an asshole. We talked about a bunch of other random shit too, which was cool and extremely interesting, and the possibility of me being a receptionist sort of chick there. Answer phones, greet people, clean up shit...I could do that. Too bad business has kinda slowed down. Heh...I'll beg him for the damn job when I go back after this heals up. I can't wait for my bday so I can another tattoo LEGALLY without my mom's damn signature! Wahoo!!! Oh yes, i was also informed that Slipknot is working on a new album. rawkfuckingon. I was also directed to go buy a MachineHead cd. Not sure which one though, because I see that they have 5...maybe if I ask really nicely he'll just burn it for me. :o)
I saw Bad Santa with Wayne last night. The movie sucked, but we figured out that I was much like the bad Santa. Constantly swearing at people and asking them what the fuck is wrong with them. Tis funny.
I did some job searching today because being in the house was getting depressing. Dropped applications off at Hallmark, Sears, Ultra Foods, CVS, and picked one up for a perfume stand in the mall.
For the past 2 days I have attempted to use fine glitter as a new source of eyeshadow. Nothing better than super sexxxy glittery eyelids. It works on me! Hehehe, i've gone glitter crazy now. I've got aboot 7-9 different colors. Once again, wahoo!!!
It would've been nice to see Manny today, but I just don't want anymore arguments or fights with my grandma. I can't take it. We didn't have anything planned, so he wanted to just come over and chill. Whether I asked to go out or for him to come over, there would've been a "race argument" again. I really don't know what I'm going to do about it. Being in this house is beginning to get to me.
Yeah, chibi went and got all xmas on yo' asses. Heh. I've got the majority of all my xmas shopping. I have one more thing to get my brother, [maybe], my aunt and uncle, grams gift, [collectively from me and mom], and together, me and grams will be splitting the cost of a dvd player for my mom and step dad. And yes, I still have manny to shop for. I don't know what the fuck to get him. There are so many things...what to do...what do buy...with what damn money???!!!
My back hurts. I think its from the way I had it arched down while sitting for an hour as Mike worked on my stars and from the way i slept so I woulnd't put preasure on my lower back or screw up my warp. It was so relaxing at the time, though. People may find this funny, and I know at least one person who did, but i truly find the experience of getting a tattoo as relaxing. I told Mike that I could've fallen asleep, but our conversation was too good. That man is fucking rich. He owns his own shop, he does seminars that attracts aboot 200 people and he gets $50 for each person that attends, he does conventions, he just recently got into tshirt designing and his shirts will be sold at hot topic...[and i'll be first in line]...he's an amazing artist, he skateboards, huge house, cool as fuck, has a teaching degree, and he's 32, but looks like he's 22...MAYBE 23 on a bad day. So yeah, we talked about all that and about how some tattoo artists are just in it for the money. He told me a story about a guy he used to work for. A young guy came in and wanted a portrait of his mom done because she had passed away. Well, the guy Mike worked for was the owner, so he did it. When he was done, the young guy left and the owner started laughing and making fun of the kid because he did such a shitty job and knew it. He didn't care about the quality of his work or the fact that he was putting artwork onto people's bodies that would be there forever. What an asshole. We talked about a bunch of other random shit too, which was cool and extremely interesting, and the possibility of me being a receptionist sort of chick there. Answer phones, greet people, clean up shit...I could do that. Too bad business has kinda slowed down. Heh...I'll beg him for the damn job when I go back after this heals up. I can't wait for my bday so I can another tattoo LEGALLY without my mom's damn signature! Wahoo!!! Oh yes, i was also informed that Slipknot is working on a new album. rawkfuckingon. I was also directed to go buy a MachineHead cd. Not sure which one though, because I see that they have 5...maybe if I ask really nicely he'll just burn it for me. :o)
I saw Bad Santa with Wayne last night. The movie sucked, but we figured out that I was much like the bad Santa. Constantly swearing at people and asking them what the fuck is wrong with them. Tis funny.
I did some job searching today because being in the house was getting depressing. Dropped applications off at Hallmark, Sears, Ultra Foods, CVS, and picked one up for a perfume stand in the mall.
For the past 2 days I have attempted to use fine glitter as a new source of eyeshadow. Nothing better than super sexxxy glittery eyelids. It works on me! Hehehe, i've gone glitter crazy now. I've got aboot 7-9 different colors. Once again, wahoo!!!
It would've been nice to see Manny today, but I just don't want anymore arguments or fights with my grandma. I can't take it. We didn't have anything planned, so he wanted to just come over and chill. Whether I asked to go out or for him to come over, there would've been a "race argument" again. I really don't know what I'm going to do about it. Being in this house is beginning to get to me.