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2011-07-27 @ 12:26 p.m.


when i first wrote about tattoo weekend 2, i was excited but dreading the wait ... at the time, it seemed like it was going to take forever to get here. now, it's coming up on saturday and i can't believe it's here so soon already.

i guess it's been the past couple of weeks with a million things to do (nonsense, errands, bills, car repairs, inspection, hair, etc) that have made it seem like the time just raced by. i'm not really "in the mood" for tattoos this weekend, but i think it's just because i've been doing so much driving and being unsettled. i'm one of those people who becomes very unhappy when away from my homebase too long.

we're going to my dad's to stay saturday and sunday nights after we're done getting illustrated, and though i'm so happy about that (and THEY'RE so excited to see us), i just want to hurry up and get home to my house where i can be comfortable and alone and it's quiet and i don't have to worry about not having any cash or living out of an overnight bag.

my shitty mood was definitely improved last night when boy brought home an ounce of ogre. not only was i almost immediately in a much better mood, i also felt that i could bring up the night before, and what he said to me. when i told him, he said he was really sorry, and that when he's sleeping, "it's not me talking. i don't know it's you. you're just any person trying to wake me up." okay, i guess. and really? he never ever does anything bad to me. he teases me and we make fun of each other and stuff like that, but he is never truly mean to me, nor i him. so once i really realized that, i more or less got over it. i think most of my reaction was hormones. general shitty mood. move on.

so back to tattoos, i guess. i'm just rambling because my car is in the shop and i'm just sitting around at my mom's house, waiting. though i say i'm not "in the mood" to go this weekend, i am still excited to get the work done. i'm kind of upset that boy said we can't go again for two months this time (because in september there's so much stuff to spend money on), but it is a pretty big expense, so i guess we should take it easy for a bit. i'm sure if we didn't, and tried to do another appointment at the end of august/early sept, we'd have to reschedule for money issues, and that's not cool. oh well.

back to waiting, waiting. i hope it's done tonight so i don't have to spend the night here.