I think I'm getting obessed with this site. I've been spending a lot of time on it, going back and forth between the boards, groups, and journals. I almost left late for work this morning cuz I wanted to check things (and obviously couldn't once I got to the office), and it's even cutting into my obsessive knitting.
I should point out that I'm using the word "obessed" rather facetiously. Or in the sense of "I'm so totally into it" rather than "oh my god fucking scary psycho I can't live without it". When I was in junior high I had a "best friend" (because at that age you have to label all your relationships), although she really wasn't that good of a friend at all. Very critical. The point is, when we were in 7th grade she told me that her dad thought I had an addictive personality and I should never go to Vegas. And because I burned incense I was probably smoking pot. First off, as my friend, why the hell did she have to tell me that? And why would I care what her dad thought anyway? The joke's on him, though, I didn't smoke pot for the first time until I was a sophmore in college-- with my mom
Ok, enough with the flashback, let's look forward instead. Sometimes I really do think fate comes into play with certain things. Lately I've been contemplating a tattoo, but I had no idea where I'd go to get one, I live in the middle of nowhere. I'm going to visit a friend of mine up in Nagoya on Saturday, and I just found out today about a tattoo party that's going on near there, in the north end of the prefecture where I live (I'm way down in the south). So it's also on Sat, and by going to Nagoya I'll be closer to the party than where I actually live. I'd really like to check it out. It's at an izakaya (kind of a cafe/bar-type place), and three artists from local parlors will be there, along with a dj (who won't be tattooing people).
I should point out that I'm using the word "obessed" rather facetiously. Or in the sense of "I'm so totally into it" rather than "oh my god fucking scary psycho I can't live without it". When I was in junior high I had a "best friend" (because at that age you have to label all your relationships), although she really wasn't that good of a friend at all. Very critical. The point is, when we were in 7th grade she told me that her dad thought I had an addictive personality and I should never go to Vegas. And because I burned incense I was probably smoking pot. First off, as my friend, why the hell did she have to tell me that? And why would I care what her dad thought anyway? The joke's on him, though, I didn't smoke pot for the first time until I was a sophmore in college-- with my mom

Ok, enough with the flashback, let's look forward instead. Sometimes I really do think fate comes into play with certain things. Lately I've been contemplating a tattoo, but I had no idea where I'd go to get one, I live in the middle of nowhere. I'm going to visit a friend of mine up in Nagoya on Saturday, and I just found out today about a tattoo party that's going on near there, in the north end of the prefecture where I live (I'm way down in the south). So it's also on Sat, and by going to Nagoya I'll be closer to the party than where I actually live. I'd really like to check it out. It's at an izakaya (kind of a cafe/bar-type place), and three artists from local parlors will be there, along with a dj (who won't be tattooing people).
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I feel your pain.
Aw, I shall post pics
as for tattoos, so much fun... but then again I didn't mind the pain one bit.