greetings, from the future...

so i finally gone and done it... i ran out and got some ink this weekend. i've had some ideas for tattoos for years now, and not once did it ever really dawn on me that it would hurt. i mean, i'm aware that tattoos hurt, but never really thought about how much or what kind of pain. not until i was laying on the table and the artist turned on the electric needle. it was like some kind of revelation to me, like, "oh shit, this is gonna hurt". of course i had to play it cool and stay calm and act like i was fine, but i wanted to cry like a little girl. ok, it wasn't THAT bad, but there were times when i wanted to scream. i've heard (after) that the calf is a pretty tender spot, i can't compare it to any other spot yet, but i'll agree. anyway, here's the tattoo so far, i gotta go back on october 1st to get it colored. since it was my first i didn't realize it's customary to tip the artist, now i feel like a douche. i'm going back tomorrow

so this morning, around 7am i wake to the sound of a group of crows cawing like crazy outside of my window. the cawing got louder and i noticed there was a strange kind of squeaking noise coming from inside of my room too. i decided to get up and see what the hell was going on. as i got close to the window (blinded without my glasses) a dark shadowy creature jumped from the windowsill and ran to my closed bedroom door. for some reason it didn't startle me, and i blurted out, "cat in the room! CAT IN THE ROOM!!" as if i was yelling out the winning answer on a game show. so i turned on the lights and then i noticed that he was so grateful for me letting him in that he decided to leave me a gift, in the form of urine on my carpet. thank you kitty. he stood by my door meowing frantically and i knew exactly what he wanted. this was the cat that we've seen from our kitchen window going into our neighbors window, apparently he's been coming and going from our kitchen win