Well my week started a bit iffy. I went to Manchester to do some shopping and they had the cheek to have a bomb scare , so I got chucked out of HMV just as I was about to buy me a NIN album, I should have kept hold of it as I left the building cause thats what everyone else did (the alarm was going off like mad). But no I had to go and put it back on the shelf, sometimes Im just to honest for my own good.
I had a normal crappy week at work untill I found a bat on Tuesday morning, it was stuck to one of my pantry doors at work the poor little thing. The stupid staff were running roung screaming "oh theres a bat theres a bat" and wouldnt go into the kitchen until I moved it. If theres a spider and moth or a bee or anything a bit out of the ordinary they rely on me to remove it because there too wussy. It was so Cute, I named it Fincklestien the 2nd after the first bat I saved from my kitchen. I brought him home cleaned him up, he was infested with mites (he was obviously seperated from his coloney for a few days), warmed him up and watered him and then released him back to the wild on the same night. I would have taken a photo but I didnt want to upset him anymore than I had to. From now on at work I am known as Batgirl.



Anyway I have some new decent piccies of my tattoo, and here they are: