there's this tattoo shop here - no shit - it's called bedrock tattoo. i think the joke might've backfired but who am i to say? my sense of humor is sometimes not that popular. anyway - they had a coupon for $350.00 and all the tattooing you can stand! so i called and it's up to eight hours if you can handle it. supposedly it's the artist that normally goes for $100.00/hour but i'll see. i have a tentative plan to meet dude on tuesday. not for a booking just to look around.yah right.
i'm leaving in the morning for rva. i gotta take care of some business for court - and well - it sorta sucks. but that's just the way it goes.
i was trying to explain my blog to a friend. of course i don't want him to read it yet - or it would've been easier to drop the url - but for now it's just me saying it's my online diary.
and yes - ANYONE - can read it.
i'm just gonna say that i put the brakes on wedding date - not that it's over (it?) but yknow i really don't want a boyfriend right now. at all. seriously. not that i wanna date lotsa boys either - i just need time alone.
so - this is a cool story. i have been hanging out with my mom as she's still on the mend - and she was telling me stories of her dziadek (grampa) (note: my grampa was poppop and dzia) so - anyway when his son died (joey = josef) he had a dream the night before they brought him home for the viewing (back then you were laid out in your house) anyway - he had a dream that an angel came to him and told him that he needed to wake up early and fix the floorboard in the sitting room (where my uncle joey would've been laid out) because the floorboard was rotten. sure enough when he went and looked the floor was clearly rotten straight though - and the casket would've fallen and it would've been a nightmare for his wife. i totally believe it. today.
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