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Today seems pretty surreal. It was a really great day, but wow.
My last day with Egan. He, Yuka, Cris, Alicia, and I went to Springfield Mall and hung out for a while... we went into Charlotte Russe (I think that's the name?) and Yuka and I tried on corsets. Apparently the corset I tried looked good on me... I thought it was neat, but probably not something I'd wear out or anything, so why would I buy it? Alicia and Yuka bought a bunch of panties, though. x]
We went into Hot Topic and ate and went to Borders across the street so I could look for kanji for 'no regret', although I ended up not being able to find it there... then we headed to the metro and went over to Dupont Circle to check out the tattoo place. I wanted to get a tattoo that day, but it was really all up in the air since I had to check the place out and find the proper kanji and get it priced and all that... but it worked out perfectly.
The receptionist was so friendly. We had fun talking to him. He looked up the kanji for me and told me the tattoo would be $80, and I could get it done at 7 (it was something after 4 at the time). We had planned to go out while we waited for 7 to roll around, but we ended up staying there and harrassing the receptionist the entire time. He was a rock paper scissors expert, had no tattoos and was letting all his piercings heal up (he was also a piercer), and was generally fun as hell to talk to. He showed us a picture of his girlfriend's boobs on his camera phone. x]
When the tattoo artist, Steve, finished up with the client before me, he came out front, and... I'm totally skipping a lot of good stuff, like the panties, but it's okay. Anyway, they told me they'd give me a discount if I flashed my boobs at them XD So Alicia went behind me and pulled up my shirt and bra real quick to flash them, and sure enough, they took $20 off the price... so I only paid $60. Heh.
For all the joking around with stuff like that, though, these guys were really professional. I was very impressed. When I asked about the autoclave, Steve told me I should also ask if it's spore-tested (which theirs is), because the autoclave is useless if there are spores growing in it. He made my arm all sanitary and shaved it and tattooed really nicely. Alicia's tattoo artist was so unprofessional by comparison. I'm very happy with it.
I'll get a better picture later, but for now, this:
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So yeah. My first tattoo. It does hurt, but it's bearable. I didn't flinch... I was just blank-faced, but apparently that's my pain face, haha. I dunno if the location makes it any worse, but... I'd get more small tattoos, but nothing really big. I wouldn't want to sit through it, I think.
We went home. I dropped Yuka and Egan at their house and then went home to get the letter I wrote Egan. 8 pages even, I believe. And the book he'd wanted from Borders that I got him Sunday... I wrote a note in the book and a last entry in the letter, and then headed back over to their house to give it to him and say goodbye.
When I got there, I didn't think I'd cry. I felt really calm, mellow. But after I gave him everything and we were hugging and neither one of us really wanted to let go... I cried after all. Not sobbing... my face didn't get red or anything because there was no holding it in, no sobbing, just a few tears running down my face.
And then on the way home... wow. That's the really surreal part. The moon was full and that red-orange color -- blood on the moon? Maybe that's not what it's called, but that's what I thought. I stopped halfway home just to look at it through the trees, and I could see the fireflies winking against the dark trees underneath the moon... just wow.
I'm going to miss him insanely.
My last day with Egan. He, Yuka, Cris, Alicia, and I went to Springfield Mall and hung out for a while... we went into Charlotte Russe (I think that's the name?) and Yuka and I tried on corsets. Apparently the corset I tried looked good on me... I thought it was neat, but probably not something I'd wear out or anything, so why would I buy it? Alicia and Yuka bought a bunch of panties, though. x]
We went into Hot Topic and ate and went to Borders across the street so I could look for kanji for 'no regret', although I ended up not being able to find it there... then we headed to the metro and went over to Dupont Circle to check out the tattoo place. I wanted to get a tattoo that day, but it was really all up in the air since I had to check the place out and find the proper kanji and get it priced and all that... but it worked out perfectly.
The receptionist was so friendly. We had fun talking to him. He looked up the kanji for me and told me the tattoo would be $80, and I could get it done at 7 (it was something after 4 at the time). We had planned to go out while we waited for 7 to roll around, but we ended up staying there and harrassing the receptionist the entire time. He was a rock paper scissors expert, had no tattoos and was letting all his piercings heal up (he was also a piercer), and was generally fun as hell to talk to. He showed us a picture of his girlfriend's boobs on his camera phone. x]
When the tattoo artist, Steve, finished up with the client before me, he came out front, and... I'm totally skipping a lot of good stuff, like the panties, but it's okay. Anyway, they told me they'd give me a discount if I flashed my boobs at them XD So Alicia went behind me and pulled up my shirt and bra real quick to flash them, and sure enough, they took $20 off the price... so I only paid $60. Heh.
For all the joking around with stuff like that, though, these guys were really professional. I was very impressed. When I asked about the autoclave, Steve told me I should also ask if it's spore-tested (which theirs is), because the autoclave is useless if there are spores growing in it. He made my arm all sanitary and shaved it and tattooed really nicely. Alicia's tattoo artist was so unprofessional by comparison. I'm very happy with it.
I'll get a better picture later, but for now, this:
( Read more... )
So yeah. My first tattoo. It does hurt, but it's bearable. I didn't flinch... I was just blank-faced, but apparently that's my pain face, haha. I dunno if the location makes it any worse, but... I'd get more small tattoos, but nothing really big. I wouldn't want to sit through it, I think.
We went home. I dropped Yuka and Egan at their house and then went home to get the letter I wrote Egan. 8 pages even, I believe. And the book he'd wanted from Borders that I got him Sunday... I wrote a note in the book and a last entry in the letter, and then headed back over to their house to give it to him and say goodbye.
When I got there, I didn't think I'd cry. I felt really calm, mellow. But after I gave him everything and we were hugging and neither one of us really wanted to let go... I cried after all. Not sobbing... my face didn't get red or anything because there was no holding it in, no sobbing, just a few tears running down my face.
And then on the way home... wow. That's the really surreal part. The moon was full and that red-orange color -- blood on the moon? Maybe that's not what it's called, but that's what I thought. I stopped halfway home just to look at it through the trees, and I could see the fireflies winking against the dark trees underneath the moon... just wow.
I'm going to miss him insanely.
