Hm, maybe I could make a day of it. Thanks, juliana, I'll keep that in mind.
'The Train Job'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I can't stop clicking through the knuckle tattoos site. HELP!
I have two or three new tattoos in mind. One is decided, but it's tiny, so I want to figure out one of the others and do them at the same time. Maybe for my birthday.
I am packed for the Greenbelt festival. For the past eight years this has been the highlight of my year, and I am very excited. Hurrah. Rain mac and suncream packed (because it's Britain, and the weather will not comply no matter what you expect from it).
sj - Did you live here before? Or are you from here? I've become a little London-jaded recently, but I still have to admit that it's a great city. I love my area - live music in about ten different pubs, every night of the week!
Tattoos: No no no no no. I do not like needles (or burning pain that goes on for at least twenty minutes) at the best of times. They look great on other people, but not for me.
My tat didn't hurt that much. Except when I showed up at the same time as a bunch of dudes having some dick-waving ritual...it totally dented their pride when the blonde in the wheelchair was more stoic than them. That was at least as nice as the design.
I hate needles, too. As in I must look away at the doctor's office for blood draws or booster shots. But the end result? Totally worth it. When I had the Eskatonic jumpgate cross tattooed on the back of my right calf, and spent about 2 hours laying on my stomach, I just read the whole time.
(I also keep reminding myself "Don't flinch, there are needles in your skin, don't flinch." That focuses the attention spectacularly.)
Except when I showed up at the same time as a bunch of dudes having some dick-waving ritual...it totally dented their pride when the blonde in the wheelchair was more stoic than them. That was at least as nice as the design.
Bwah!
Mos def...bunch of biker-looking dudes waited for me to come out all "Wow, that must have hurt." and I was all "Not really...have a nice day." My mother was totally proud; I think she was afraid she'd raised a candy ass until that happened.
Seska, no but I have travelled there many times, and it is my favorite city.
I have an etiquette question: if you say you are buying someone dinner, does that include alcoholic beverages with the meal as well? Because I get incredibly annoyed when I buy my uncle dinner for something and he orders three beers. I thought it was just me, but my co-worker also agrees that it's rude to order drinks—which can cost as much as a food item on the menu—when someone's buying you dinner. Or does it depend on whether you yourself are drinking?