The other day I went over to get my tattoo finished. The first round with the tattooist, she just did the black outline.
People asked if it hurt, and I was like, "pffft, it was nothing, ha!" I felt so tough.
Turns out adding color is another thing altogether. More needles, apparently. Lots more ow. OW!
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So here it is! (It's still healing, but not too scaly and awful, I hope)
Click through for another picture, where you can see the color swirls in the wings.
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This (heavily tattooed) guy came into the tattooist while I was on the table.
HIM: "So is this your first tat?"
ME: "Ow yes ow, ow, ow."
HIM: "Yeah, having tattoos is cool."
ME: "I'm not getting this to be cool! Sheesh!"
I mean, it's a dragon, for cryinoutloud. It's not cool. It's like flying my geek flag high. I love my tattoo with a gleeful, giddy love. It's my dragon companion! Fifty times a day I look down at my arm and go "hee!"
And I don't care if that means I'm a big dork.
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