Well, since all I have at this point is fleshier areas, my (very low) pain threshold shouldn't cause problems.
Thanks for the advice.
There's something about a food that moves all by itself that gives me the heebie-jeebies.
Joyce ,'Never Leave Me'
F2F 3: Who's Bringing the Guacamole?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: San Francisco, May 19-21, 2006! Everything else, go here! Swag!
Toddson - Apr 10, 2006 5:52:56 am PDT #8021 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Jessica - Apr 10, 2006 5:55:40 am PDT #8022 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
maybe I need to leave DC. Get my hair colored, get a tattoo or two, expand my wardrobe beyond black
Hee. Well, I've done 3 out of 4...
(I think the rule is that fleshier area = less pain, but don't hold me to that.)
Yep -- basically, anywhere where there's bone close to the skin is going to be more painful, because there's not as much flesh to absorb the vibrations from the needle. (Though to be honest, neither of my tats really hurt when I got them. And the second one didn't even itch that much, since it was just lines.)
Lee - Apr 10, 2006 6:01:26 am PDT #8023 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Since Perkins is calling me a tattoo pimp
DID NOT. Never got that specific.
Volans - Apr 10, 2006 6:01:39 am PDT #8024 of 10001
move out and draw fire
DC is very, very conservative
The best Foreign Service intern we ever worked with was at Main State in DC. She was brilliant, and responsible, and wrote really well...and I couldn't believe how many people could not see those qualities because they were looking at her tattoos.
Grr Argh.
Nicole - Apr 10, 2006 6:14:35 am PDT #8025 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Ah. I'm not so much a tattoo pimp as I am just a PIMP. I got it now.
I'ma have to buy me a new hat and a velvet coat, then.
Lee - Apr 10, 2006 6:57:57 am PDT #8026 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
We can probably help with the shopping, Nicole.
Don't forget the gold tooth though.
deborah grabien - Apr 10, 2006 7:48:26 am PDT #8027 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Much as I adore the aquarium, I'm almost certainly passing; it's going to be a long two weeks leading up to it, and Monterey is a very long drive back and forth. Plus, all the walking around, add together, end result is almost certainly a massive MS exacerbation. So I'll probably pass.
If it looks physically happier by then, I can always come along and just pay full whack at the door.
deborah grabien - Apr 10, 2006 7:53:52 am PDT #8028 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Aha!
I emailed Lilibeth about the open bar:
Hi Lilibeth!
We have a combined $1500 minimum to meet for Prom food and bar. The consensus I've been given is that we do an open bar.
How would that work? Right now, we're looking at about $800 or so in food, $700 toward drink, and possibly more. Would we prepay that, or would your bartender keep the tab on it, and we would make up any difference?
And she wrote back:
Let's do a prepay at least the minimum of $1,000, then have the bartender keep the tab after that. We are going to have a credit card on file anyway. What ya think?
Does this work? It would simply be a matter of refunding the difference, if I'm reading this right.
brenda m - Apr 10, 2006 8:01:46 am PDT #8029 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I'm okay with that, but it looks like a prepay, not an open bar.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 10, 2006 8:03:24 am PDT #8030 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
yes, but it's prepay for the event, not for us, the attendees (still an open bar for attendees). Someone's gotta pay for the booze in the end, and it ain't gonna be the hotel.