Son of a gun! I totally forgot that it’s Friday the 13th!
Part of me is itching to go to the tattoo studio and do something silly. It’s about time that I mark this point in my life with some more ink, but I’m really hesitant to just plop on a $13 Friday the 13th tattoo. I’m thinking like, should I offer the artist an extra $20 to put a little more detail on it? Then of course, I’m straying from the entire intent of the $13 tattoo. In that case, I should just plan on getting what I’ve been meaning to get for a while – and skip the $13 tattoo.
I think I’m going to go check it out anyway, and see what they’ve got. If I really like something, then I’ll get it.
Of course, I’ve also got two movies I need to watch, and I’m trying to model my bathroom in Google SketchUp because I’m finding that the more and more I clean, the more and more I hate the way the bathroom was remodeled. In order to fix it, I have to demolish pretty much everything – so, I may try and model it (for the hell of it) and try and see if I can find a scheme that I like. Beyond that, I have the bare outline of a song that I need to work on.
Decisions, decisions.
