SMILING OUT LOUD

SORRY FOR THE LACK OF POSTING, I have been out of town & I’m bad at typing on the phone.

Sunday, I don’t really remember much of what we did tbh. I feel like we laid in bed for half the day. It was my birthday & I played with @blooketchup‘s toddler a lot, he is a precious angel & I liked how he was like a little friend to be carried everywhere. I would not want one permanently but I would like to borrow him for a day a week or something, that would be nice.

Sara’s mom made me pink camouflage cupcakes for my birthday & we had a nice big meal. After dinner, Sara & I laid in bed some more & got drunk off a minuscule number of Mike’s Hard Lemonades. I looked up nude photos on Reddit & left comments like “i’m a little drunk, great dick man” on many of them. Then we texted Sara’s brother to bring us Doritos & he did & I ate almost the whole bag & they were genuinely the greatest Doritos of all time omg.

At this point I was supposed to seduce Sara’s brother because she was lying weirdly zoned out on the other half of the bed so we were basically alone but I had determined a slow approach was best for the seduction because he is like a timid wild animal one must be slow & careful with. I let him play with my camera (that is not a euphemism) & I asked him to draw & I laid down at the foot of the bed right by him while he drew items I requested. This seemed to calm him & so I will continue to do this each time  I visit until like ten years from now we are banging on the regular because he will associate me with pleasant calm feelings (sry Sara hope you quit reading by this point).

Monday was my last day in town & we were gonna go get me a tattoo. I had researched a little & found a place I wanted & they said a walk-in was fine for something as small as I wanted. We showed up in the middle of the day & the incredibly awkward receptionist said to check back in an hour, which I was fine with because it was a walk-in & I knew that might happen. We went to a rock store & wasted entirely too much time in there & I spent WAY too much money on a pretty rock heart & a pretty tiny smooth heart (so now I will carry FOUR rocks in my pockets at all times to rub when I have anxiety, great job me). After an hour, we called the tattoo place back & they said to check back in another hour.

We killed some time at the pet store Sara works at talking to her super amusing coworker who said I would be his soulmate were he not gay & then decided to just go sit at the shop. We got there & I felt really uncomfortable, they were wanting to discuss changing my design & I didn’t feel assertive enough to say no & then the receptionist said he had to go get food & it was going to be a little while before we actually saw the artist & I felt really, really awkward & icky in there. I thought it was a normal awkward & icky because I often feel awkward & icky in new situations. I understood I was a walk-in so I wasn’t expecting immediate service, but it didn’t really seem like they were servicing anyone while we were there & no one really talked to us & it was nice & clean but didn’t feel right.

We ended up leaving because Sara didn’t have a ton of time left to get home to watch Liam before her parents left. We called a tattoo place her brother had recommended that we had ignored because it had slightly lower reviews, I immediately felt better after talking to the artist on the phone & I had a good feeling about it & then we got to the place & it was a lot smaller but felt muuuuuuuuuch friendlier & I immediately felt better. Sara had to leave before I even went back & I still wasn’t nervous, the guy was really nice & he made changes I requested & I wasn’t at all anxious, he did everything smoothly & was really nice.

It kinda hurt in some areas but it wasn’t really any worse than a cat scratch. I thought it actually felt mostly pleasantly painful, to be honest, veeeeeerrrrrry much like cutting. I think it would’ve felt amazing on my back & I was tempted to be like YEAH JUST DO SOME SCRIBBLES ON MY BACK but I don’t really want a back tattoo lol.

ANYWAY the tattoo is perfect & I adore it. While he was doing it, the artist was like “This is really fun! When you sent over the pic I wasn’t sure that it would look too good but I really like it, actually! Cool design!” & that made me feel better because I couldn’t see what was happening since my arm was up too high & I was lying down. I was planning on getting some lyrics written on my other arm in a few months but now I think I’ll get them on my ribcage instead & get something in a similar style on the other arm to make it more symmetrical, idk.

Got back to Sara’s house & played with Liam for a little & then I read him a bedtime story & put him to sleep, horribly sad because I told him I was leaving in the morning but of course he didn’t understand, he is two, so I had to just hug him goodbye & he thought he’d see me in the morning. :(