Well, I'm afraid I could restrain myself no longer. Sorry, Susie, I had to use the Gingher's on paper, but at least I used fancy paper, right?
Then I went and spent the night at the hospital for a sleep study. Lime wanted pic of me all wired up but after I took the photo it even scared ME, so instead I snapped this one.
That is how one looks after getting next to NO sleep because of being hooked up to a spaghetti platter of wires, carefully scrutinized via night vision digital video cameras, and being told to sleep lying flat. I CAN'T sleep that way, people! I have to curl up with Phil (my body pillow).
Anyway, after I left there, and probably due to the lack of sleep, I got this.Yup, that's right, I got a tattoo. The little Japanese symbol there means Wicked. You can see the lovely rash left on my chest my the tape used to fasten EKG wires to me. Very, very sexy, I know. It's an airbrushed tat though, it will wash off over the next day or two.
I already have one permanent commitment, to Mr. Logo, I'm just not prepared for another one, it's just too much pressure!!