Next up - dreadlocks!

I kid.  Just wanted to get your attention.

The tattoo is doing quite well, I have to say.  We're still in partial long-sleeve shirt season here, so it is easy to forget about.  Also, I've stopped worrying about it rubbing off in the shower.  Ha!  I've gotten brave enough to stop avoiding it with the loofa.  It's a weird mental shift - it's like I'm subconsciously waiting for it to dim over time, or to slowly fade away.  But every day it's just as bright and colorful as the day before!

I hold it up to people and call it "giving them the bird."  Ahhhhh, so much fun.

Do I want to get more?  The short answer is no.  This is just the right design, in the right place, with the right significance and at the right time in my life.  However, I still think about tattoos a lot.  Considering that it took me over 10 years to get this one, let's just see where I am in another decade.

Thursdays are wonderful.  Tomorrow is Friday and then the glorious weekend.  Plus, Vampire Diaries comes on tonight!  And then there are only two episodes left this season.  It's gonna be a long, slow and painful summer of waiting.  But Mad Men will keep me company.

When A-peep came to stay with me last weekend, she arrived on Friday night.  I was zonked out in front of the tv with an episode of VD playing in the background.  After we caught up, she glanced at the TV and goes, "Oh yeah.  This must be that show."  I was all, THAT show???  It's only the best smutty show in the world!

Happy Thursday, peeps.  It's all downhill from here.