So, the tattoo is still sore, but doing nicely. The stuff I have to put on it, Aquaphor, is really gross, and has my shirt sticking to it; I wish I could just sit at home with a baggy house shirt on and watch tv. Oh well. But all in all, no regrets. I just wish it were done!
Basically, the pollen has taken over. I will now commence sinus infection that lasts until september. Fabulous.
Finally, today I went to the post office to pick up a letter that was sent by certified mail (it was important). Thing is, it was supposed to arrive on March 22, and since it never did, I used the tracking number to determine that it was sitting at the post office for no reason. I haven’t even gotten a notice, and trust me, I have been looking for it, and I am 100% sure that I haven’t gotten said notice. When I went up to the counter after waiting for everyone in East Atlanta to buy $500 money orders (seriously, there is a bank right up the street… why not go there?), the clerk asks me for the notice.