i just remembered my dream from last night. i got a tattoo. on my leg (of all places?!?). on a whim. it was ugly. i regretted it. my mother nearly cried when she saw it. and i started looking into getting it removed.
some tattoos can be attractive (is it bad for me to admit that?). some tattoos on the other hand are just not attractive.
some of you might have seen this picture circulating through emails and what not. why do i love this picture? because i know who took the picture. one eyed jack was a tattoo artist in vegas, and a patient at my dad's office. don't worry, it's not a regular occurance for people to take their shirts off when they go to the eye doctor...but in this case, i'm glad the exception was made.