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I should pretty much stop saying that there's so much going on and just accept that that's a fact of my life.

I just changed my mind, this is going to be more about my tattoo than everything else. I'm going to Siren Studios - appointment is next week. I went in a couple days ago on my work break because it's like half a mile away to ask some additional questions and let them know I changed my mind. I had asked the artist to fill in color for me, cuz the guy that does the front desk stuff said it was really simple, but I just can't see color. And then a couple of my inked friends asked a bunch of questions that I felt stupid for not asking the first time. So I talked to the guy and the artist at the same time, and they are super friendly and awesome. And the artist who is doing my tattoo actually got a look at it this time and she said she LOVED my design - that it was simple and beautiful, and she agreed with me (I said that in place of color, I'd like more detail especially in the wings [they're gonna be sticking out and visible the most often]) and said she'd be able to help me. And then I felt total confidence in my decision to go with this place, because when you love a design for the same reasons as someone else, you know how to change it or add to it. And she's a pro. I got stuck on the wings because I don't know how to design a tattoo - I got far enough with designing a logo, but I couldn't do the wings...I'm not a tattoo artist! I have to admit it. So I'll trust it in the hands of someone who's way more capable than I am. Anyways, all in all I got all my questions answered to my great satisfaction and I am very excited to be paying money to  go under a needle for an hour and a half next week. WHAT? What a strange world.

In other news I believe that the benefits of getting rid of internet will far outweigh the...can't think of the word. The good will outweigh the bad. That quote - comparison is the thief of joy - there's a handful of people who I am genuinely invested in and can be selflessly happy for, or understand and share sadness with - the rest I struggle and often fail with trying to prove to myself that I am better than them. That's the harsh truth right out there. I can get internet easily enough when I need it - it's the minutes that turn into hours of wasting time on Facebook and my interaction with it that make me a little disgusted with myself. And there are SO many things I'll be able to put my time into.

That's all for now!