MEHHHHHH it's so fucking hot outside. it hurts to breathe. i'm sure it's most likely attributed to my chainsmoking habits, but i prefer to blame it on the weather. i made a ten minute effort to quit smoking today. [BTW-worked out wonderfully. . .]


we shot a KILLLLLLLLERRRRR friggin set on sunday, with a bunch of Ohio SG's. Be prepared for this one, it's gonna be sweeeeet. here's me making my first attempt at grilling after shooting :


waiiiiit for it . . .

::yawn::


[hey! some of you asked me where my wishlist was, so i made one!] yay! ::crosses fingers::
what a loooooooooooooooong week. felt like i slept for ten minutes every night this week, and woke up with clementine [my stuffed bunny.], hitting the snooze button on my phone as many times as possibly could, before i had to get up and get ready for work at the last possible second. i hate the 4am days. 4am-8pm. [or longer] pheww. stupid warehouse. maybe i'll win the lottery someday, and won't have to work two jobs, or maybe i'll be extra awesome at tattooing and make lots of cash. ahhhh, a girl can dream.


i can't wait to get my left arm finished, hopefully i can schedule a trip home sometime soon. i hate that drive, because i've had to make it millions of times. i atleast want to stick my little feet in the lake once before summer is over, and play in the sand. plus i miss downtown willoughby and i havent been to pickle bills in foreeeeeeeeeeever. i could really use a ten pound plate of crab legs right about now. mmmm. oooh! ooohh! and i get some scarification from doctor suicide soon, we're gonna put little bats on the tops of my hands !!! YAY!!!!!!

leave me love, i have another murderously long two weeks of work ahead of me.



xoxo,
patton

YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
my set went up and people liked it ! [i knew they would, because alissa is fucking awesome!] thankyous for the congrats and wellwishes and things of the sort, i'm really glad it was enjoyed, cos i love it!
there's lots of curiosity about. . here's what I came up with:
one: I lasered off the whole outline on my right arm. not the owl of course, or the writing, or the bat.
two: next time i'll try and take my shoes off. i didn't realize there were so many with feet fetishes. haha.
three: my owl was done by chris seifrit at under the gun tattoo studio [3998 alum creek drive, columbus, ohio 43207.] don't copy it, it's fucking mine and i'll punch you in it!!!!
four: i'm not tellin' what my hip says. never have. got it when i was sixteen. thats why it looks like a sailor tattoo.


my arm swelling is all gone, now i get to watch all of the magic of the ink disappearing. it's still got little blisters underneath and it ouches from time to time.
i went on a superfun roadtrip to reading, PA this weekend, got to play in the mountains, buy a cheap carton of cigarettes, have fun singalong time most of the way with my man, who was nice enough to drive in spite of my gimped arm. he's the best, and you have him to thank that i'm here [no, really, it's his fault!] **sigh*** what a lucky little girl i am !


off to pick up sisterpants at the airport.

xoxo,
patton

yuck. the worse part of the laser swelling has gone to my hand, and my elbow has almost disappeared. i keep picking at my little blisters. they entertain me so much, i know its gross, but i'm a huge scab-picker.

i found that i can still pack boxes, pierce tongues and septums and drive with one arm. i feel ike a sideshow creep. step right up and see the girl with ONE fat arm! bwahahhahah! i'm a mewww-tant.

dear right arm:
i'll make a deal with you. i'll stop picking the scabs and blisters you're getting and i'll rub more aloe on you, give you a prettier tattoo when you're healed . . . if you'd just stop hurting. pretty please?


xoxo,
patton

Hi world!
Let's introduce each other. I'm Patton <3


I'm a lucky little lady lately.
I got to shoot with alissa brunelli and cherry. my very first shoot went up ! ! [that means you love me! you really love me! don't worry, i love you back. mean it!] the lovely miss
radeo did my hair for the woody set, too. it looked suuuuuuuuper pretty! I felt all nice and girly and dainty. weeeeeeeeee!!!! alissa did my make-up. I knew she was going to be awesome from the second I walked into her house. she was all sorts of friendly and bubbly, the kind of lady who just really wants to make you get naked. [teehee.] I had so much fun shooting with her. . . between her narrating skills, blaspheming her camera for not functioning fast enough, fighting off the family of five trying to peek at my naked derier. . . love her. she's soo much fun!
i got to meet the pretty-eyed model turned photographer cherry cherry . [this whole time i've been considerably star-struck] I always remembered her set with the sparkle eyes as being synonymous with SG. we did a fun set in a haunted house, and it was awesome to hang out with other people who like creepy stuff! granted, I have yet to meet somoene who can match my very, very serious halloween problem. No . . . . really. some people save money for their birthdays, christmas, etc. . I spend mine on halloween stuff all year round. please be prepared for this in the future. i've warned you!
the spice party was lots of fun, it's always good to meet other weirdos like me. . . and I can't pass up seeing a live suspension, as performed by doctor. [she's so friggin' cute, hanging from her kneecaps and stuff!]

AHHhhhhh, then yesterday. I tried to toughen myself as much as humanly possible, for it was to be the very first time I got laser removal on a tattoo. ohhh, Jack Morton. what a sweet man you are. So it started out as a terrible outline of completely destroyed/scarred/itchy lines. . . which I wasn't able to get past the entire time I had it. durb and alissa brunelli invited me to the laser removal extravaganza, and watching durb get it done made me feel tough. [he took that shit to the THROAT!!!] oh man. it was like watching mario paint with a lovely dead burning flesh smell. mmmmm. and wowwww, did it hurt. there's really not even a way to describe the amount of ouch involved. now my arm is three to four times the size of my left arm, and usually my bones are protruding and such, now ive got a fluffy/old people skin-hybrid pile of ouch. I would do it all over again, too, because I cannot wait for it to not be on my arm.
I tried being extra ballsy and going to work [the AM job, warehouse, lifiting boxes] and that didn't work out well. I tapped out early. I lifted three and played the damsel in distress card, although with nearly no effort. My swollen arm was spottable from pretty far away. I had all sorts of people inquiring what in the hell I had done to myself.. every response was some variation of "really...? lasers? isn't that expensive..? didn't it hurt..?"
yes, lasers. yes, ouch.
mmmmm. aloe vera. i found a ice pack at walmart for $0.89, it's shaped like a bear, clearly made for small children, and it makes my arm feel delisssssssssh. i'm going to soak up the air conditioning here in the tattoo studio and enjoy the burned flesh, now.


xoxo,
Patton