post office workers = egotistical maniacs!

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.

whoa nelly, hold your horses!

I know you are all anxiously waiting to see some pictures, and after some death defying maneuvering on my part, I have at least one nugget to offer; here’s what it looks like today, after the first session (there will probably be three… he focused on the koi fish and finished them in the first session):

While it isn’t a very good picture, nor a flattering one, it gets the point across. When James comes home on Tuesday, I will try to get more pictures. I have taken some others, but honestly, they suck, and it doesn’t help that my arm is still pretty sore, since I did let someone jab it with several needles for around 3 hours yesterday. It wasn’t THAT bad, but according to my tattooist (russ abbott), I am on the extreme end of bleeders, which causes him to have to dig in that much more. Nice. Also, funny thing, he told me to eat a lot of jello before the next session, as it has vitamin K in it, which aids in coagulation. Fun facts in the tattoo parlor!

Also, I cannot even believe this shit, but the pain is what keeps reminding me that it happened: I am supposed to wear a cling-wrap bandage at night, in order to prevent it from scabbing (another lesson… who knew, right?), and I used that innocent looking Johnson’s and Johnson’s waterproof tape to hold it on. Well, it held on so well, that it ripped the skin on my inner arm, and above the tattoo on my shoulder. HOW is that possible??!?! So that is actually hurting more than the tattoo is; go figure. I have to figure out some way to keep the cling-wrap on tonight that doesn’t involve that devil’s tape.

Hope all are having a fantastic Sunday! And, let me know what you think of the tattoo… I love it. I think that it is going to be so awesome when it is finished; next appointment is for April 25th, so stay tuned!

cold feet

But it isn’t just cold feet; the tattoo is just too big. I am going to try and get a different proposal today; if that doesn’t work, I am going to have to talk him into doing something else tomorrow. I have given this a lot of thought, and while I do love the design, it is just too big, too much for right now. Emotionally, financially, and realistically, this is definitely something I want to build into; if I want a half sleeve, that is fine, I can build into it over time. This tattoo is just too massive for me to take on… but I will make sure that he makes it something I can add to if I want. How does that sound? I am sure there are several *sighs* going on out there… It doesn’t make me a chicken though, does it?

No more seeking approval though, I promise… It really is just too big. More on this later.

Clarification (in case you need it): I AM getting the tattoo… it is just the MAIN KOI that is too big for me, everything else works! I am going to get him to shrink that koi some, and all will be good! Word!

UPDATE!: I put up some pictures of all my other tattoos. Check out the fact file; it is about 3/4 of the way down under “Number of Tattoos”.

tattoo facts about duane

So, um, I think that some people are really freaking me out on the comments about the tattoo (yes, it is bigger than I had imagined), so I thought a diagram and explanation of some tattoo facts regarding yours truly were in order. Let me begin. Here is the picture posted yesterday, with more of a detailed description of what the sketches that were drawn on are supposed to represent. The tattoo will look NOTHING like this; it is what he used to sketch out the design placement on my arm.

So you see, it will be a main koi fish with ginko leaves, water, and a smaller koi; not a penis or anything phallic. But thanks for thinking that I would get a huge cock tattooed on my arm.

Second, this will be my 6th tattoo. All of the tattoos I have are kind of small, and I don’t really want to go the road of trying to connect several small tattoos together where I may be interested in having a half sleeve at some point. The artist showed me what works best with the curvature of my arm, and told me that I should go this big and that I wouldn’t be sorry. I am thinking that he is right. I pretty much made the decision last night that I like the design, and that the only thing holding me back is myself. I am going to try my hardest not to let that happen, as I have always held myself back from doing what I really wanted to do in life. Not this time. Tattoo is all I have on the brain, so that is what we will be talking about until Saturday.

And, you get to see the whole process unfold, as it will take several sittings. Any more questions? How about revised thoughts on the design or how big it is?

tattoo consultation; amongst other things

So today, I have a consultation for my tattoo… exciting, and yet nerve wracking. I haven’t said anything, because it really hasn’t sunk in, but I will be getting the tattoo on Saturday… Lots going through my head right now, like “I hope I like the design this guy does for me” and “I just want it to be healed already!” and “I hope I like the design this guy does for me”… stuff like that. I will let you know how the consultation goes this afternoon; I have never had a person draw up a tattoo design especially for me, so I am pretty excited. Ginko leaves and Koi fish; here I come!

Also, I turned off comment moderation. Happy?

And finally, I was mistaken, everyone seems to like the idea of being woken up by someone licking their butt. That is an interesting statement about the readers of this here blog… and I quite like what it says. So, uh, I guess, enjoy!

UPDATE: So here’s a cheesy picture of me to illustrate the tattoo proposal (he sketched it on me); I don’t think that many of you realized that I was getting a big one… either way, what do we think? Seriously? Is it TOO big? I kinda feel that it is pretty large, and whatnot, but I also think that it is going to look really good. Thoughts?

UPDATE2: Because kat suggested it, here’s a picture of me with the tattoo proposed design with a tougher, meaner face. Does it make it more believable?

now, don’t hate me, but…

I hate Blogger. Hate it. It goes down all the time. You can’t leave comments sometimes. And then, the worst are the people that have awesome blogs (see, a compliment!) that turn off the “anonymous” comment feature (hey, I’m not anonymous, I am just not a “Blogger” blogger!). What is up with that? You don’t think my comments are good enough because I use something other than a free blog engine? See, the reason why I hate that, is because, to be honest, I don’t visit those blogs again, and some of them are really good. And that sucks! Plus, I feel like I am not welcome, and that never feels good. Anyway… Long story short, if you want some help moving to movable type (or even wordpress), hit me up! They are much better than Blogger, (but they do cost money… unless you can find free hosting, then rock on!). I think everyone deserves to be free of the Blogger hold. Or, just turn off that feature; because you can moderate comments… I get spammed too, and I deal with it just fine!! That would at least be enough to placate me, and you may even find out I have something insightful (or not) to add to your conversation. After all, that is what blogging is for, right? Interaction and feedback on your thoughts? Exactly.

If you allow “anonymous” (again, I’m not anonymous!) comments on your blog, this does not pertain to you… so no whining. Okay, a little whining, but only a little.

UPDATE: Since all you bitches hate comment moderation (I say bitches in a good way)… I am, gasp, turning it off. We’ll see how long it lasts… if I have to, I will add more plugins, but I noticed that the junk moderator is catching almost all of them; hold, while I run to knock on wood. Maybe, this will make us all happy (including me).

sexsomnia!!!!

I just watched a video on cnn.com discussing sexsomnia, a condition in which people have (or attempt to have) sex while they are asleep. While it may sound silly, and somewhat strange, I actually know someone who has (or had? I don’t know now…) this: my ex. I don’t really care to name names or call anyone out, but during our relationship, I was awakened several times with my ex trying to go downtown, if you get what I mean. Someone trying to lick your butt is never a pleasant way to wake up.

Funny thing is, he went on a trip with his dad, and they couldn’t sleep in the same bed, because he was worried that he would try to perform sleeping sex acts on his dad. That is just too much, folks. I guess the moral is to watch out for sexsomniacs… they may try to blow you while you are sleeping. (should that be converted into a PSA? just wondering…)

Hope your Monday is going awesome. I wish I were still at home!

take the good, you take the bad, take them both and there you have the facts of life…

Yep, that’s what you might hear coming from my cell phone in the future; because I have gone crazy for nostalgic TV themes. It all started last night when I added… wait for it… the Golden Girls theme song as one of my ring tone options. Now, when someone calls me, you get, “thank you for being a friend…”; um, let’s just hope that I am not at Target or somewhere, and I am not able to get to my phone in time, you know what I mean, and I have to fumble for the damn thing while that song blares out and everyone stares. You know how you have that cute little ringtone on your phone, and then you actually get a call, and everyone is staring at you because you have the Golden Girls theme song blaring from your phone. You know what they are thinking, it is in their eyes: He. Is. So. Effin. Gay. Well, in this case, they would be right; I mean, who else would choose the Golden Girls theme song as their ringer? Here’s the other ones that I am going to add tonight:
Thundercats (HO!)
Family Ties
Growing Pains
Facts of Life
Perfect Strangers
Who’s the Boss (come on, I know I am stretching here, but it is fun)
Northern Exposure
Laverne and Shirley
Knight Rider
Dallas
Charlie’s Angels

Any other suggestions of must have show themes that I need to further embarrass myself for not other reason than just to do it; and to solidify the notion that strangers may think that I am gay with no other information than my ringtone? I’m all ears!

I also added some Joan Crawford wallpapers, and some Jake ones as well… Man, I love technology!