Not that I have any readers, but I feel the need to blog. I think I'm weening myself into a life of blogging, although after I get to LA I have no idea how long it will take to get internet. There is no free internet in LA. Ah, the big city.

I got my 3rd tattoo yesterday, it was fine, it hurt like a bitch and I sweat so much that when the guy asked me to turn over for another angle I pulled the plastic with me, but other then that-fine.

It was at least 5x more painful then my others, but those were on the fattest part of my body as opposed to right on top of my bones. Apparently on the ribs is the most difficult and painful place to get a tat.

I must say, I'm pretty proud of myself.

Minus the stinging and the fact that I can't wear any sort of bra for 2 weeks. I know since I have tiny boobs, this seems like an ok problem, but bras help with the illusion of breasts.

The price of art.

I'll put a pic up later, I am currently in the Il Spaz parking lot, so a picture session is out of the question. I just needed to get out of my apartment and I knew I would catch both Elmer and Karianne on their way out of work.

I packed a lot today. My room is a mess, but I think tomo will help, I need to run a bunch of errands to get rid of stuff.

Moving is such a fucking pain. ugh.