Things are moving!It's been a little while.
Anyway, quick update.
I'm one paycheck away from getting a Canon XS, so expect some new stuff up here (once I get Photoshop, but that shouldn't be hard ;D ).
I'm one day from getting my third eye back.
I'm one month from getting the two anchors I had taken out on Friday replaced with barbells so I don't have to worry about them tearing out or being pissed when I sleep on my tummy.
For spring break, I'm going to the zoo. And an Ok Go concert! And I'm ONE SEASON from Disney World!
On a larger scale, I'm a bit closer to piecing together the rest of my small-ish tattoos. I have a ton of new ideas. I promise I'll actually try to draw some out soon (though, some are text so I'll just describe them when it gets there XD ).
I'm two of four classes closer to having my prerequisites done for OCCI, too.
On a downside (sorry to give you all that good stuff and then blow it up): my uncle passed away on Friday, around 7:30. I'll spare the details.
So for Spring break I have a ceremony for him to look forward to (can you tell I'm being sarcastic? Good) as well as the zoo and Ok Go.
So, overall kind of up and down.
Karma owes me an absurdly furry pony.
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Feel the pond diving into you [link]
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Feel the pond diving into you [link]
How about yourself?
On the other hand I've got a pretty good idea of what I want my tattoos to look like I just have to get them on paper and stumble across a large sum of money.
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An egg is really just a liquid chicken.
But. I dunno. When it comes to tattoos, some of my ideas just don't work with Tattoo By Design, which is where I want my first one. Dan has gotten three of his four there and Smiley is so nice and friendly it's hard not to feel comfortable. Only thing is, all their tattoo guns are three needles standard, which means the original first piece I wanted is out of the question because the lines are too small (I want to get a sprinkling of stars on my left shoulder made to look like freckles).
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Anyway. When it comes to Ariel nowadays, I have no idea. She decided to delete me off her Myspace and other online things, which I'm rather alright with since now I don't need to look at pictures of Paul in her 'des desires' album. I would still be a friend to talk to if she wanted, but I suppose she does not, and I won't complain. I'll be a volunteer to vent to, sure, but being involved is not my cup of tea. Plus, it helps me negate any sort of personal judgment on the matter.
Sorry I type so much, and some of it probably pretty incoherent. >_> I have been alone all day. And yesterday.
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An egg is really just a liquid chicken.
But we've been getting back in touch lately, which is nice. I suppose he enjoys talking to me because (as he's said) I make him think about things a little differently, or at least enable him to vent in a way that lets him think them out himself. I think that was what Ariel meant in the first place, by his needing friends. He really just needs someone to talk to. Someone who will listen to him, and not just nod and pretend to. That was, really, why we could talk so long. He figured a lot of stuff out on his own, really, just by actually being allowed to talk and vent aloud for once.
Poor boy just needed someone who genuinely listened.
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