Smotemetwice

This was written yesterday, however I had no access to a computer last night, so I'm publishing it today. I will be publishing another post later on today.

So... This morning I woke up at nine, completely exhausted so I went back to sleep until noonish. After that, I stayed in bed interwebbing until about one at which point I got dressed and went to the bank.

On my way to the bank I stopped at maccas for fries and some blue poweraid. I went to the bank drivethrough with the cool vacuusuck tubes and cashed a cheque and then headed to the tattoo parlour.

John was heading out when I got there so he let me watch the shop for an hour or so while he was gone, which was fun. I took some calls, talked to a few walk-ins, and signed for a package. Sweet. When John got back, he had to head back out to the bank, so while he was out, he bought me some more french fries.

After that, we finally got started. He shaded in two feathers and some lady walked in with a question about navel rings. We got back to it just as Van Halen's "Jump" came on, and I love that song. It went pretty quickly and we finished up with a Motley Crue song.

The tattoo looks totally amazing, but I'm not going to lie, right now, bras are my worst enemy. Since it was finished, I drove into RO, picked up some sushi and went to my mom's place. After dinner I played KH2 for a while and am currently stuck in a rather impossible battle with Jaffar. And I thought Xaldin and Demyx were hard... Athough, to be honest, I've only tried to beat him once. Its one of those annoying magic carpet battles and I'm all by myself, I'll probably try one of my forms or switch my keyblade to something stronger.

Anyway, I decided to spend the night there so I fell asleep on the couch while watching the history channel.

...But That's Because You're A Hottie From Hottingham.

I can't blog good without my headphones... fuck fuckkitt.

Hey Jane. I baked you a cake to represent our love. It's burned, but that's because you're a hottie from Hottingham. OMG. YES.

I've been slightly in love with that commercial since last Valentine's day and I FINALLY found it to show Libby. I had to post it here. Watch.

This morning I woke up crazy early, took a shower, got my shit together, and drove to 7-11 near the HS to pick up Carol. Yay hot chocolate. There was this sweet dude with highlighter orange hair and we talked for a minute.

Ahhh... music.
It makes
My heart pound.
My skin burn.
My lips twitch.
My muscles go limp.

Anyway. Blogging.

So I parked a little ways away from the school, walked up there drinking my hot chocolate, blasting my headphones, and smoking a halfie. At which point I was high and slipping on ice. Yay! So I get there a bit early and just hang out in the freezing cold for a while which was fun. After a while, school was let out and Carol came and got me. We went to my car, which kind of exploded inside, and went to my house. She had tequila. I had the internet. So we were both drunk off of something.

Jacky came downstairs in his boxers. Hilarity ensued.

We got fries and then went to the tattoo studio to see if John was there. He wasn't and wouldn't be in until 6 so we went back to my house and played video games. Carol won. Then I danced to Michael Jackson. It was scary. I promise.

We went back to the tattoo studio and hung out with Ray for a bit before John got there. He took pictures. I'm getting the other wing shaded on Monday.

We were going to go pick up my phone from some lady, but her address and information got gone... oops. I don't really need that phone anyway.

Alex and I were talking tattoos and she wants a lip tattoo that says sin in German. I want one that says "AVADA KEDAVRA" because I'm a dork like that... I fucking love Harry Potter. I don't even care. I'm re-reading the last book at present. I love it! So... that gets added to my list of 16 other tattoos I have in mind... haha. I'm so iiinkky! I love it!

Nights yo. Happy American Thanksgiving!