You can't kill the truth.

Nnnngh. This past week has been a constant cycle of "wake up certain I'm finally over my cold, utterly fail at focusing on anything, get smacked in the face with exhaustion, fall into bed ridiculously early." Oooover and over and over.

Anyway. I got a tattoo on Friday, and it was awesome! I kind of almost fainted about halfway through, but I think it was mostly the adrenaline from getting myself all worked up beforehand - the actual tattooing wasn't so bad and didn't hurt very much, and the endorphins afterward were very nice.

( Pictures and rambling below the cut. )