in the last three days I have learnt that like arresting a tramp, selling goffiks, innit buss passes require blue rubber gloves, I can function on less than 15 cups of coffee a day, and most importantly your never to young to have a Vietnam-war flashback.
in other news, I had some more work done on my tattoo's which im really really pleased with - the ones I had have been thickened slightly, and with a total of nine now, the circles are starting to form a really good pattern on my skin. bad individual shots (including tape marks)
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along the same vein, my piercer thinks that my already 5mm dermal-punch can be stretched out a further 2mm soon, so go me.
also, if its of any intrest to anyone, I couldn’t get Chinese of chips for my tea, as one place was closed, and the other was packed with chav's. yeah, fairly bitter about that.