who said I was spontaneous?
So today, I was sitting around with MMM, the Jedi, Padawan, both roommates, and some neighbors... We were all getting ready to BBQ for Super Bowl Sunday... when I got a bug up my ass to NOT BE AT HOME!
All of a sudden I just felt really... I don't know the word... anxious I guess... and I needed to get out of the house. So MMM & I decided to just go "drive" for a while... I just really needed to be away from the guys... away from football... away from food... just away.
Normally, I LOVE football... and it usually it doesn't matter who's playing... I can watch anyone... but today was different. I had no desire to be involved in the hype... I really didn't want to watch the game.
We ended up driving through town, talking about all the things we'd done in the past... and talking about our piercings and tattoos... she was with me for my most recent & biggest tattoo and 2 of my 3 non-ear piercings... I was with her for her only tattoo and a few of her piercings... when we decided to go see if the shop she got her last tattoo was open... it wasn't... so she called her friend and asked who did his last work.
15 minutes later... we walk into the shop and ask Mike if he's busy... he says that he was waiting on someone, but it seemed like they were a no-show... how could he help?
MMM has always wanted her astrological symbol, Virgo, on her neck... so she went first... Mike was cool... but he wouldn't do the anything above the collar of a shirt unless you were "covered" in tattoos... so he wouldn't do it up right under our hairline like I wanted... MMM was ok with it lower... but I wasn't...
I have 4 or 5 tattoos in my head that I want... I want my dad's initials somewhere... the British Flag on the back of my neck... some celtic knot work in either a heart/cross/clover shape somewhere... and then I have a few other ideas that I havn't thought all the way thru.
MMM wanted us to do something together... since we've done so much as a pair over the 8 years we've known eachother... so I thought, "OK... I'm cool with my sign somewhere"... I'm an aquarius... to the core! Now was the hard part... where to put it... I knew I was going to have to wait to have something put on the back of my neck... because Mike was adament about the "nothing above the collar" rule... so I started thinking about some tattoos I've seen lateley and how much I liked them... there's a celebrity who I'm not going to name, that recently had a word done in white on her wrist... and although I'd only seen one really bad picture... I liked the idea of it... so here's my newest tat...
the Aquarius symbol... done with white ink... on my supremely anglo white skin... yes... it's very subtle and will probably be even more-so when it heals... but I like it... Mike isn't sure if his ink shows up in black-light or not... but either way... it was a GREAT way to end my 35th birthday weekend!
All of a sudden I just felt really... I don't know the word... anxious I guess... and I needed to get out of the house. So MMM & I decided to just go "drive" for a while... I just really needed to be away from the guys... away from football... away from food... just away.
Normally, I LOVE football... and it usually it doesn't matter who's playing... I can watch anyone... but today was different. I had no desire to be involved in the hype... I really didn't want to watch the game.
We ended up driving through town, talking about all the things we'd done in the past... and talking about our piercings and tattoos... she was with me for my most recent & biggest tattoo and 2 of my 3 non-ear piercings... I was with her for her only tattoo and a few of her piercings... when we decided to go see if the shop she got her last tattoo was open... it wasn't... so she called her friend and asked who did his last work.
15 minutes later... we walk into the shop and ask Mike if he's busy... he says that he was waiting on someone, but it seemed like they were a no-show... how could he help?
MMM has always wanted her astrological symbol, Virgo, on her neck... so she went first... Mike was cool... but he wouldn't do the anything above the collar of a shirt unless you were "covered" in tattoos... so he wouldn't do it up right under our hairline like I wanted... MMM was ok with it lower... but I wasn't...
I have 4 or 5 tattoos in my head that I want... I want my dad's initials somewhere... the British Flag on the back of my neck... some celtic knot work in either a heart/cross/clover shape somewhere... and then I have a few other ideas that I havn't thought all the way thru.
MMM wanted us to do something together... since we've done so much as a pair over the 8 years we've known eachother... so I thought, "OK... I'm cool with my sign somewhere"... I'm an aquarius... to the core! Now was the hard part... where to put it... I knew I was going to have to wait to have something put on the back of my neck... because Mike was adament about the "nothing above the collar" rule... so I started thinking about some tattoos I've seen lateley and how much I liked them... there's a celebrity who I'm not going to name, that recently had a word done in white on her wrist... and although I'd only seen one really bad picture... I liked the idea of it... so here's my newest tat...
the Aquarius symbol... done with white ink... on my supremely anglo white skin... yes... it's very subtle and will probably be even more-so when it heals... but I like it... Mike isn't sure if his ink shows up in black-light or not... but either way... it was a GREAT way to end my 35th birthday weekend!
Labels: fun, questionable mental state
1 Comments:
Dude.
I am SOOO jealous.
I have a bug up my butt to get a new tattoo, too...
I want a "lips" tattoo on my ass...not like rolling stone lips, but like kissing lips.
Funny tat story from my weekend...out on Friday...there was a cute little 20 something girl...low rise jeans, cropped sweatshirt jacket...real cute...bangin bod...and she had a tiny little heart above her hip bone. (Hip bones, btw, are my new fascination.) and we started dancing with her and her friend...and for some reason, I felt compelled to tell her not to have any children naturally. That she should adopt them all...to preserve those beautiful hip bones. Then, Lola goes one step further and shows her the tattoo that she has right below her hip bone that has not endured the 4 babies that Lola carried. I have on idea what it was...but now it is just one big blue blob.
Anyway...sorry for the side track. Your new tat rocks.
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