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My friend Lena was fired from her job at a coffee house for giving me free drinks. Her piercings and tattoos keep her from getting a job at too many places, but she managed to land a job as a piercer/tattoo apprentice. Problem is, not many people are willing to let a non-experienced artist work on him/her.

Enter my drunken ass. It's no secret that I crush on Lena a lot. I told her that she can practice on me all she wants. Shit, everything is a good idea when you're drunk. I find being drunk enhances my personality and turns all my jokes into gold.

You may remember a few posts back that I said I was gonna get my nippies pierced. I was nervous, yeah, but I figured what the hell. I promised her and besides, if I didn't like them, I could take them out.

Unfortunately I left my car at the Slappy Cock last weekend and couldn't get to her shop. Oh well....

She messaged me last night and asked when I was gonna come in so I say Thursday (today). Trying hard to be a man of my word, I go to her shop expecting to leave with two, tiny metal-kissed nips. Instead she asks me, "Are you ready to get tattoo'd?"

Long story short, I got my first tattoo tonight just a week shy of my 28th birthday. It's two chinese symbols that supposedly mean Nirvana. Normally I hate asian symbol tattoos, but since she's still a padawan learner, it had to be something simple. I guess it says "Nirvana" but I'm just going to tell people it means "Chicken McNuggets."

I found out I'm a bleeder, and her lines aren't perfect. In fact, I was bleeding so much she was getting frustrated which made me frustrated because I know all she needs was practice and here I was, willing to let her, but she was giving up on herself.

It's on my right forearm, and I will upload pics just as soon as it's more picture worthy.

It's funny, this was more of a non-issue to me than I thought it would be. When it was done, she said, "There you go! Nirvana!" to which I replied, "What?" and she reminded me that the symbols meant Nirvana.

I had already forgotten.