So, tattoos, anyone? Josh got tattooed by Damon on Friday. It looks amazing. It's a black and shaded angel with his neice's initial on his shoulder. I am very jealous, it looks soo good. So now Josh is tattooed and peirced (again, on his lip!) and he thinks he's sexy shit now. And he is. Umm, Chris is getting a rose early next month. And I got tattooed with some tiger lillies and a certain boy's name on my back. Stupid thing to do? Maybe. But it's done, and it's beautiful. But yeah, I don't know how all these girls get tattooed on their backs, because mine hurt so much that I was crying. That's a first.

      In other news, plans for Christopher's birthday are coming along nicely, I hope. Gotta wait for a couple of kids to get back to town. Um, I'm getting referred to a heart specialest in Victoria for my heart problem thing. But no one has called me about that yet. Also, Tigh-Na-Mara called me today and asked about my employment and now I have to fill out a questionaire about how they can be better employers. That'll be a gong show. Yes yes, I got my industrial pierced. It didn't hurt nearly as much as I thought it would. Probably the least painful after the eyebrow. Alyssa, come home soon, I miss you. Anyways I have to go because I am taking Josh out for lunch. (Secretly I just want French toast from MGM) Tasha out.
music. behind me lies another fallen soldier - as i lay dying