pandora's aquarium

( Clicky to see it since I seem to be photobucket illiterate at the moment )

They don't look even, but they are. My hands weren't even. Excuse the red swollen-ness...



Also, Little Human had a blast at the party =)


{EDIT} HOLY CRAP THAT'S HUUUUUGE!!! I edited it smaller, I dunno why it refuses to show up that way =(

sativadivinorum will be so proud of my newest tattoo idea. I, hopefully, will be able to get it sooner rather than later since it's text and smallish...

I was just looking at tattoos done by a local shop, that shall remain nameless. They have a cover-up on the site that is bugging me because you can still see the original work underneath it. They claim it is completely done, but I would be pissed if it was my cover-up.


{EDIT} Little Human hums along with the theme to Two and a Half Men. I think this is cute, but a little disturbing as well...

You know what really fucking irritates me? It's when customers at work seem to think that because I have a tattoo and am at work, that I should also have no personal space.If they can see it peeking out of the sleeve of my tee, they just grab onto my arm and pull up the sleeve to my shirt to look at it.Do they ask if they can look, or if I mind them invading my personal space? No. They just do it. And then they *ALWAYS* ask when I'm gonna get it colored. "Well, you know, not that it was any of your business to begin with, but, um, never." Then they look all shocked that I'm not going to. It's like, "Well, gee, I'm sorry that you had to go through so much trouble to see it and then it was such a let down. You know, if you want to see color, why don't you get your OWN????"
I have almost never had someone do that to me outside of work (except maybe at the club). Do they think that because they are buying one stupid brush, that entitles them to touch me? When i'm not at work and someone wants to see my tattoo, THEY ASK. Like normal, considerate human beings. They don't just start to grope me. If I wasn't at work some of these people would end up being in a lot of pain if they touched me. The guy today (that incidentally started this rant) actually stood there and fondled my arm! I was in a corner, so I couldn't get away. I thought about punching him in the gut (or lower), but alas, I was at work!

Anyway, sorry to rant. I love you all A ton!