I'm getting pretty jittery over my upcoming tattoo (next Thursday, in fact).
I mean, it's too soon. This isn't fair. I had to wait for two months.
Two months isn't long enough! I need more waiting time!
Can I just skip that entire week, please? Wake up after and it's all done, perfectly healed and all? (Cuz you know, I can't get water on it for a full week. Kinda difficult to wash my hair if I can't get my shoulder blade wet. No, I have no bathtub to kneel down at.)
Yes, I know I'm a sissy.
I don't mind being called a sissy. It's true.
I already have one tattoo (a small G clef in the back of my neck), and I know, I know, I got really worked up about that one too, before I actually had it done and it wasn't so bad.
But that took, what, ten minutes? Fifteen? Maybe?
Granted, I'm only getting the one on the left done, not the other one, but still...
This baby is going to take 2
Do you think I'd be allowed to read during? I mean, a good Austen novel would distract me, probably. That'd be nice.
Plus, I'm a smoker and the "urge" gets way worse when I have nothing else to focus on. So if I'm reading, I'm ignoring both the urge AND the pain.
I could wander off into that lovely world that is Austen England, and laugh heartily at Mr. Collins. I could just try to decide - no, I still haven't made my decision - whether I prefer Colin Firth or the other Mr. Darcy.
Also, you know...
I could not be there. Not being there sounds like a world of good to me.
And I know, it's going to be worth it. I wouldn't get it if I didn't think it'd be worth it.
There's something poetic about experiencing that pain, and walking away with a token of something that means so much to you. Like you earned it, just by sitting through it. Except that you still have to pay a lot of money.
My facial piercings were the exact same thing (except I know for a fact those don't hurt.) Worry worry worry, then relief.
And a chocolate milkshake for my troubles, thank you very much.
So yeah. I think I'll go for two milkshakes this time.
