Kris's journals

Last weekend I had my 3/4 sleeve worked on for a good 4 hours, and today I had my other 3/4 sleeve worked on for another solid 4 hours.  My medusa is still healing and my big boobie statue is tender, bloody and still wrapped up.  I'm waiting to go out drinking with my old roomie tonight which should be a shit show.... I'm a bit nervous since last year on Christmas day I broke my collarbone and poor Denny's front teeth.  Who knows what this years drinking capades will lead to.

p.s.  I'm a cruel bitch.

Yeah- it took me long enough to get my shit together and post 'em but here they are.  Enjoy!












As the night wore on and we got drunker... the pictures kept getting worse and worse.. ha hahah!!

I'll be in Vegas over the next 4 days for our staff Christmas party (yes- my job is just that cool)  The trip includes a healthy trip to the double down saloon, an expensive night at the Tryst, the New york new york rollercoaster, the creepy body exhibition with real human bodies, not to mention any other excitements and such I know we will get into while there... all under the watchful eye of my new bottle of czech absinthe I ordered specifically for this trip... I'm slightly nervous to wind up dead in the desert.

My yearly trip to Vegas is less than a month away and I'm (of course) utterly stoked on it.  The flight and room is booked and paid for, my passport will be ready to pick up on Wednesday, and my bottle of Czech absinthe I ordered special for the trip arrived last week.  This year will hopefully be better than last and at least this time I won't be coming home with a swollen infected leg.

As part of my job, a few days ago I had to fire a girl at the shop.  It was awkward, but kinda funny.  I feel like a douche- but not really.  I am so hot and cold about this all.

Yes!  Today I have finally gotten the wood cut to size and I've started building the coffin frame for my new coffee table.  I even have the side handles picked out and the lions claw feet for it to rest on.  This is going to be fucking phenomenal when it's finished.  I promise pic's to come.

I was in a room with one today and within 3 minutes of talking to him I remembered why I broke up with such a pig headed idiot

     This morning I waited and slept on the cold concrete from 3 til 10am with friends in order to buy tickets for the Rob Zombie/Ozzy concert next month.  It was totally worth it, but fuck are people pathetic.  Some dude and his g/f show up about an hour before tickets were to go on sale and decide they're going to jump the line...  needless to say some stern words were said about them needing to wait their turn since we were there for the last 6 hours and didn't have the chance to sleep in our little beds last night, throw on our favorite little fucking hoodies  and grab some coffee.  Afterwards we thought the 2 kids  went to the back of the line to wait their turn, but instead they went home, changed their clothes and came back to try to butt in line ahead of other people.  It was so fucking lame, but so funny- it's like the kids who change personas overnight just to always be considered cool...  the posers.

     C'mon- if your that insecure about your image boy are you in for a suprise when you actually grow the fuck up and move the fuck out.  Whatever happened to the real people out there- the ones that let shit slide off their backs or if they honestly are offended that they stand up for themselves.  If someone ever said shit about me or my image I'd rip them a new asshole- not go home, cry about it then change my clothes and my life.  

So last night was my first trip back to Edmonton since I moved 2 months ago and it was AWESOME!!  6 tequila shots and numerous beer later I became a bit of a train wreck and had all my friends I miss so terribly much to keep me in line.  Enjoy!





And of course as usual I have to include a morning after shot of just exactly how fucking rough I am.

I got home from the Calgary tattoo convention almost a full day earlier than expected.  Since when did an arts festival censor and outright BAN work done by an artist because someone was offended by it?  Whatever happened to promotoing creativity, originality and freedom of expression? 

This reminds me so much like the debate that's been happening between models on this site in regards to the penetration topic-  The double standard that "this is alright but this isn't"  Art is art, porn is porn and if you try to find differences between the same subject matter then it only comes down to a matter of taste.  I don't appreciate others making decisions of what I can or cannot view, support or discuss. 

Fuck censorship!

(I'll be writing in the forums about the convention boycott, what led up to everything and what is being done so everyone can know the full story.)