I was reminded yesterday of a masochistic passion of mine...getting tattooed. Ok so I have been in the chair 4 times but I still enjoy it. I laid in one position for 2 hours, no breaks, no stretch, no feeling in my arm, not even a smoke break (for the tattoo guy). Worst of all, there was a girl right next to me finishing her full sleeve and took it like a man. She probably loved my little grimaces and flinches...
Another funny sidepoint, laying on your back for 2 hours gets old when you only have ceiling tiles to look at. Thankfully there was a piece of art hanging right above me.
Unfortunately it was a five foot naked mermaid.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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