ALL MINE! 84 Volkswagen Rabbit L.......I got her Sunday and started working on her Monday....during the slow season in tattooing, it's really nice to have a project to keep me from going stir crazy. So far I've degreased the engine, replaced battery/plugs, pulled off the front bumper, and ripped down the headliner....but I'm ready to rock n roll....if only I could do work in the dark.

You know when I was younger, hell, even in the last two years.....I did and said a lot of stupid bullshit. Some of it was awesome, and warranted but a lot of it was not.....

I'm fucking over that. It's certainly true that you can't be happy with anything/anyone else until you are happy with yourself. I'm no longer angry and spiteful, or masquerading as a completely secure person....I'm not, who is? Everyone is fucking insecure, and sometimes it causes them to be total assholes....but I've risen above it.

Don't get me wrong, I'm still an asshole, but a good one.

I'm tattooing fulltime here in Florida, and traveling around with my chosen matrimonial partner (I fucking hate the word fiance).... and life is really really good.

Tell me what you've been reading. I have a list a mile long but I'm always looking to add to it.

I've been busy.

Busy growing my hair out, dressing up in 70's glam rock costumes, doing tattoos of strippers, ships, and things involving the Big Lebowski, making fun art projects, watching The Joy of Painting, reading the Dark Tower, and catching up on all 3 seasons of Sons of Anarchy.....you see, I just don't have time to talk. Hahahahaha.

I'm now lost in the sea of faces......

Leave a message after the beep. :beep:......

Do things.....things are good. Don't be apathetic like me.

I'm in Florida until next week, then off to Philly for the convention and Winter Beerfest....then to Rome the second week of February for 4-6 weeks.....

It's all happening.....

I must be getting old or burnt out on going out. I now have to practically drag myself out. I weigh all the pros and cons and the cons list seems to be increasingly larger.

Did I mention I'm in Rome....?

We've been here for two weeks or so....and while I love it, I'm fucking ready to go home to my couch and my bed. Oh, and my CAR! Spoiled American? Maybe....maybe not. Just used to be able to hop in the car and buy cigarettes at 3am if need be. I can always walk to a Tabacchi machine here and hope that the age verification card from the previous person is still hanging on...but it's usually moot. It's not just cigarettes either...maybe I just miss english and it's stemming my need to be home when I'm practically living 3 blocks from the Colosseum....it's the little things....double edged sword.

Home is a person though right?

I wanted to try to make it to Berlin this time around but it wasn't in the cards, needs to be better planned. It would be nice to know more than one person there.

Big plans are in order, I'll elaborate once they're more.....more.

This is what I look like now....in all my misanthropic glory....

So.....

I....um......

I'm really bad at replying to anyone's anything....comments, testimonials, whatever......

I haven't been on a computer in nearly a month.

This is a waste of a blog.....I really don't have much to speak on.

Hope everyone is....well.....

I'm bored around here.


Real bored.


Cut my hair....picture is stupid, but:




I like it better. I've been feeling this odd Edie, Audrey, Cherie Curry style vibe......It's more fun....

In Rome. It is amazing, again.