Tried to get a tattoo last night and today. Yeah, I know it probably sounds like a horrible idea. And it was a horrible idea last night because Easy Time Tattoos consisted of a doctor's chair, a sheet hanging from the ceiling, a tray, and that's about it. Today we went to the tattoo shop in the tourist strip and the place looked straight until I started looking at picture's of the tattoos and I realized that they freehand all the tattoos; even though I had been told they have stencils. SOooooo then they told me that the girl who draws the tattoos on people left at 6 even though my appointment was at 9pm because she can't be out after dark..... It's just crazy. They also wanted to charge me a buttload so I'll probably just wait to get it at home not because I'm scared of African tattoos but because I'm cheap. Actually the place isn't sketchy at all, the woman is from Germany and splits her year between there and here. She did give me the name and place of an American embassy school that needs American teachers for kindergarten to 8th grade and I'm going to the school this week to check it out. I need a paying job.
this pic is terrible but really encompasses every aspect of our relationship.
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