still no tattoo.
I might say, that I tried pretty hard on saturday to get one, but I also, would say, that I didn't actually try very hard at all.
it was just a crazy day. I think I did some wallowing instead. I'm pretty sure the time slot that was for tattooing was spent sitting on weird cement in a small nook on Frances street.
but hopefully it will happen soon.
next time I'll have to remember that wallowing is not as cool as getting a tattoo.