joemallik

Well, I got my ATM thing sort of ironed out. Seems it's a computer glitch somewhere, and I have to get another card. I'm cardless for the next 7 - 10 days. Sucks. So I decided not to make a deposit, just keep my cash in my pocket. Then I went to the piercer and got my nipple ring put back in. It hurt a bit more this time. "Yeah," says the guy. "Scar tissue." I also switched my surgical steel frenum for a 14k gold one. Now I'm gona look for the right time to do a tattoo. Uncle Al (as in Crowley) says that the ankh is a sandal strap, signifying the power to go. It is, of course, much more than that, but I really like that idea so I want a small black ankh somewhere near my foot.
Time for bed (I work 3rd shift).