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Welcome! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Welcome to my little Den! Here you'll find all sorts of things- mostly blog challenges, but mixed in, you'll notice:  I'm a bit of a fangirl  My life is very busy I enjoy using emoticons  I don't tend to swear, but stuff happens. |
| Do you have any tattoos or want one in the future? If you had to have a piece of art permanently on your body, what would you want it to say about you? I once mentioned that if I were to get a tattoo, it may just be of the Hi-5 hand, and a small one on the inside of my wrist. Practically speaking though, tattoos are forever, and forever is just... too long to fathom having a piece of art on my body.  So, no I don't have any tattoos. And no, probably I wouldn't ever want a permanent tattoo, ever. I wouldn't be able to decide what, exactly, I want, and knowing my luck, once I got it, I wouldn't be satisfied because I'd be thinking I should've gone with something else.  However, I'm in no way against temporary tattoos- those are fun. Granted, I've never actually had one because Mom was all "why would you do that?  " so in high school I actually used them to decorate the front of my notebook.  I wish I still had a picture of that, but I didn't have a smartphone yet back then, annd digital photo storage wasn't really my thing either. I wonder if I looked way back into my old computers and checked out my picture dumps, if they'd be there, but also, those computers take light years to turn on. Another realistically speaking reason I wouldn't get a real tattoo is, I have extremely low pain tolerance. So chances are I'd be yelling my head off as they did the tattoo, which wouldn't be a pleasant experience for either party involved. Fun fact- when after I got my wisdom teeth out, the wound got infected, and when Mom called the dentist (he's in our religious organization and operates on the ground floor of our HQ building, which is a total of 8 floors- 7 going up and a basement) and he took me as an after-hours patient, Uncle told Mom he could hear me yelling from the 7th floor.  And it was kinda late that night too, sooo you can imagine how that went down. 8-9 pm, you're probably trying to get some work done, and there's someone yelling bloody murder in the dental office.  I also dislike needles. I don't like getting shots- when I was even younger- a toddler- I pulled out an immunization from my thigh that hadn't gone fully in yet. Mom had to call that same uncle to go into the doctor's office and pin down my arms so I wouldn't do it again. I don't know, maybe I *should* be proud of these "accomplishments"? Would they even be considered accomplishments? |
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