12hrs of tattooing.
my leg is the size of a linebacker.. though these pictures dont emphasize the swelling.
its on fire, bags of ice dont do anything, and im a teensy bit miserable.
[note: under his face, on the chest is random ink smear. not actual/weird tattooed bit]
hopefully i can still enjoy myself tomorrow.. seeing people i havent seen in over a year.
the ONLY thing to drink in this apartment is water. its kinda bumming me out.
complain as hard as you can?