we left for the tattoo parlour, running into a graphic artist on the way (i had to see the work she was carrying, and she was only to happy to share how good it is - and it is - with us) and generally being chirpy. it was only once we got there and began discussing the details with the girl who pierced me before that i began to get scared... *really* scared...
why didn't the helix set me off?
the good news is that she didn't have to re-pierce, as the hole was still... ummm... a hole. it did have to be stretched, however, and that hurt way worse than a simple piercing.
not only did it take a while - what seemed like forever, but was probably only a minute or two - but i needed to stick my tongue out and have it relaxed and my only response to that was an anguished "GNNNNNNNNN!" because communication was a mite awkward.
so we now have wonderful photos of me with tears streaming down my face, then me with tears streaming down my face and giggling hysterically (we all got the giggles, i couldn't stop laughing at how ridiculous i must have looked so i had everyone going), and finally a couple of gorgeous shots of my tongue locked outside my mouth by the long, thin piercing bar and two thick anime-style strands of drool connecting me to the tissues i was holding beneath my chin.
i had a meeting to go to, so i probably shouldn't have helped urchin carry paint back to her place. i had to walk fast (my sandals are *just* about to die) to get back home in time to hang out the laundry and speed off on my blades to azrieli center.
the meeting was intriguing... my old boss's brother, the guy doing his phd and his work on orthorectification (a lot more linear algebra than i've ever had to wrap my head around)... i'm surprised i was so completely in tune with what was going on, because half of my attention was firmly stuck on my tongue and another fifth on the kid playing violently next to us with his balloon.
let's just say i have a lot of work to do. i haven't figured out yet how much to charge per hour, but i told them that i'm counting the design - at least i'll be selling it to them whichever way things go. as things stand, though, it looks like we're all moving along the same vector [sorry, had to]. and the project is interesting.
from there i rode south, hitting the new rollerblading store which is next to the skate park. it's huge, the floor is ideal for kids to skate around, and they have everything. flashback to my childhood :)
i got proper new laces, and will probably take in my blades for repair tomorrow (i need to fix one of the lace loops). that was all i had time for before gliding off to work. i arrived in time to meet some more people and participate in a meeting, then listen to droning training videos until i simply had to get out of there.
one of the guys managed to shock me. when i saw a photo, i didn't believe what i was seeing, and all i could do was repeat "that's just WEIRD" for a while... i think i made him feel bad, and i tried afterwards to explain that i'm well impressed with him and fully respect that sort of behaviour. i hope it wasn't too little, too late - i'm blown away by his courage.
nintendo 3ds? sold.
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