So, if you will recall, a few months back I asked everyone to weigh in on whether I should get a tattoo and an eyebrow piercing or not. Basically, I started asking everyone I know, and it seems there is a general consensus that the tattoo would be more acceptable, the eyebrow piercing is just stupid, and really, I shouldn't get anything done.
So, uhhhh....yeah on Friday I got my eyebrow pierced and prepaid for my tattoo, which I had done yesterday. *cackle* Seriously, why do I bother asking for opinions when we all know I'm going to do exactly what I want to do anyway.
I love....love love love....my eyebrow piercing, and I'm very happy with my tattoo. I ended up getting the Om sign on my upper back, just below the base of my neck. I really wanted to do it on my neck, up near the hairline, so you could only see it when my hair was up, but, once he placed the stencil on it, I realized that if I turned my head at all, it warped the image. So basically I moved it down so the Om never looks screwy based on my moving my head or arms.
Sooo anyway, yeah I'm a happy camper and I think they both look hot, and I don't really care what anyone else thinks :) Of course I say this, and yet I had the tattoo and piercing done while my mother is off traveling in Spain. Coincidence? I think NOT!
You know what, today is my sister and her husband's anniversary...Happy Anniversary Sandhya and Larry. Anniversaries are always bittersweet for them, they decided to marry on mom and dad's anniversary, of course, none of us knew there would be no time for the four of them to celebrate anniversaries together :(
Which reminds me, I started this entire blogging thing to get my dad's story out there, and to put it in book form. Basically, I all I do now is randomly blog rubbish. Where did my motivation go? I'm pathetic!
And on that note, I shall go workout for an hour.
Ciao
Swapna
Monday, September 18, 2006
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Right. Call yourself pathetic and then go workout for an hour... What does this make me exactly? You see.. I would have called myself pathetic and then sauntered off to grab my fuzzy slippers and a box of sun-dried tomato & basil Wheat Thins. That's the stuff pathetic is made of.
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