I'm tired of people trying to fix lives. I don't care about opinions, or if you think I should be doing something different. Keep it to yourself, and I'll ask you if I need advice. Especially when said people are usually more ridiculous than I ever could be. (Since when did tattoos become self-destructive?)
Anyway, went to the grocery store last night, and just when you think you are shopping smart and cheap you spend $60.
Got a new guitar yesterday, considering I really don't know how to play it's been fun. Also got a new tattoo. My ex-girlfriend did a self portrait on my thigh. She had never tattooed before, thus making It the most painful tattoo ever. it's prolly my favorite one I've got.
I'm sick! What sucks is that I never get sick, and now that I've got a trip coming up it happens.� I hate it and it fucking sucks!
So I booked my flight for Chicago today, pretty fucking excited! STP will be playing the first night I'm there, and while they are basically a guilty pleasure band at this point I'm still stoked to see them. The rest of the time will be spent sight seeing and drinking, should prove to be fun.
Also, I've just started painting and drawing again. Right now it looks very junior high/high schoolish, but I hope that if I keep it up it only gets better.