
…so I mentioned about a month or so ago I was going to do certain things to shake up my life. I was going to change all my furniture around in my house in a half arsed attempt to get the whole feng shui happening. I did that. I even painted my bedroom a bright pink that means I can never have a hangover again I’ll go blind because the colour is so violently pink.
I was – and still am – going to sleep with a vampire. They’re just real hard to find in Brisbane.
The other thing was to get a tattoo. I’m doing that this coming Friday. I have been trying to work out when I would have two hours spare for someone to draw on my upper thigh. None of us have time any more do we? So I thought – fuck it - just find the time. So I went in to the tattoo parlour this arvo and talked tattoo. I have noticed tattoo artists say ‘cool’ a lot. You say I want to do this and that and they say ‘cool’. So in this spirit of coolness I am getting a butterfly tatt on my upper right thigh. Visualize if you will, the blue butterfly above but mauve, the black lines are purple and mauve – and see the other picture (my jeans) – the lines more curled and longer. I like it. Will it change my life? Of course not. It’s just something I feel I have to do....because I can.
I was – and still am – going to sleep with a vampire. They’re just real hard to find in Brisbane.
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