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Cootie Girl: ink, d.o.l.'s and my love
9.8.2005
I have been watching too much Miami Ink and damn it is making me want to get my next tattoo real bad. I have had this rough sketch up on my wall at work for over a year now. In fact I wrote Aug 5th or 6th on it as a potential date to get this tattoo and that was last year. Needless to say I am ready for it I just need to go for a consultation and have it drawn out proper and see if I can live with the drawing. Only then do I get the tattoo. I have a process I am not one of these people that goes out and get some tattoo because I saw it in passing and wanted it - no I actually take the time to see if I really want the tattoo. You see my first one I got when I was 17 and thankfully I didn't get the Calvin & Hobbs tattoo my sister was telling me to get. I went and got a lovely heart with a dagger through it and a banner (empty) across it. Yeah I got that shit covered up with a purple and green koi fish about 10 times the size of the original tattoo. So here is my idea for my new tattoo. I want to get two nautical stars (black & purple) on my lower back by my hips with a koi fish (also black & purple with blue water) with its head at the crack of my ass and its tail just missing my other koi fish which is halfway up my back. Yes a BIG tattoo I know but I am thinking by the time I am 45 I will have my whole back covered. There I have said it, I want a whole back piece someday!!
Ok, so I went out tonight for a few drinks and well I realized that I now approaching 34 will fall into the Dirty Old Lady category. Yeah I have it bad for the young cute boys. Tonight in fact I wanted to jump over the bar and lick the face of the boy that was stocking it. Damn he was fine. I wonder will this feeling ever pass? Or do I have to actually jump the bar one day and lick the cute boy I see behind it?
Oh and I also want to mention a boy I know - you may know him too ... he is really nice, sweet and cute as a bug. I have been meaning to write and ode to him but I can't seem to find the right words. Tonight I found he was a stand up guy who would drink at a bar and wait for me even though the worst bartender was working and no one was there. I am happy he didn't wait too long cause man I don't think I could have stayed there ... but then again I when I arrived and saw no one was there I knew, I walked out and went down the block to the next bar where I found myself lusting after one of the bar backs. Damn I really am a D.O.L.- is that bad or just creepy?
Yeah, I still need to write that ode. Soon I promise!
