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    1. Thursday, November 5

      by , 12-17-2020 at 06:44 AM
      I am with an unfamiliar tattoo artist and about to get a tattoo of a seahorse on my left arm. The guy is middle aged or younger, shorter, and stocky, I think with a short grey beard/stubble. Heís casual and easy-going. This shop seems smaller, and weíre the only ones in it. We talk about the tattoo, and I ask if I can sketch it out. He passes over a piece of paper that already has a few drawings, in squared off areas, on it. I start sketching on the bottom right, recalling the shape and features as I go. I think itís turning out pretty well. Weíre now looking at where itíll go on my arm, right on my trice, the only remaining space between quite a few color tattoos that are already there.
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    2. Sunday, May 24

      by , 06-03-2020 at 03:24 AM
      Mom and Makayla are going to get matching tattoos, and I am going with them. Outside, it is very overcast. There seems to be some dark purple in some of the clouds as well. This place doesnít look like a tattoo shop; this entrance is on a patio covered by an overhang of a pitched roof. It seems more office or commercial. Inside now, the tattoo they are getting is just a jagged line. I see it on a piece of trace taped to another piece of paper and take out my pocket knife and begin to cut along the line. The trace keeps coming further than the other paper, but Iím really following the line pretty closely. Mom goes first now and grabs my hand as the female artist begins inking. Itís going on her ankle, and me and Makayla say how that is a painful spot (although I think Iím really thinking of the one behind my knee). Iím sitting right by mom, barefoot, with my legs stretched out. Itís like I am feeling the feeling of getting the tattoo too, I guess because Iím so close. I make a face and look at Makayla, a little excited at having this experience after a long time without it. When I look over, Mom is passed out, head back, eyes closed, mouth slightly agape, and I shake her to wake her up. This happens one more time. We ask the artist to call a doctor, but she says sheís not sure if theyíre taking anyone due to social distancing. She does fill a glove with water and give it to us. I pour some of it into Momís mouth but it just comically and exaggeratedly spurts back up and out. I know that Melissa and her mom are also getting matching tattoos: a lobster with heart shaped scales.




      I am in what seems to be an empty high school, on the second level. Julia from work is having me do something; it seems urgent, and I am taking it seriously. Then, she tells me itís just been a prank, which I agree is pretty funny. I think it has something to do with a book. I end up taking the book home and reading it. It is a YA with a dark green cover and is definitely not something Iíd read in real life. I think itís about a baby or pregnancy. Iím reading it to humorously spite the prank, but it is actually kind of good. For some reason I started a little ways into the book, so now Iím going back to start from the beginning. I am outside on the lawn in the front of Momís, and it seems like a really nice summer evening.
    3. Monday, June 3

      by , 06-24-2019 at 07:33 PM
      I have gotten a tattoo on the inside of my left bicep. Itís closest to the very inside of my arm and runs from the elbow to almost my armpit. It is about four square panels, each with the outline of a teenage mutant ninja turtle? They are simple and thin, yet realistic and very well done. The outlining squaresí lines are just a little thicker, giving it a pleasing contrast. While I am sitting with the artist, he begins to ink the first line in the area, and I panic slightly, under the impression that it was going elsewhere. I am then fine, deciding it looks the best where he is placing it. When it is finished, I think Mom is unrolling some saran wrap for me to put over it. I also show it to someone what likes TMNT. I also think about how I have it for life, this thought being pretty neutral.
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    4. Monday, July 16

      by , 08-31-2018 at 08:08 PM
      I have gone to see Tess for a tattoo. Iím going back to her (like she is Lisa) since I got my first from her. Inside, I am sitting at a counter by a window (it resembles a barber shop counter and seats). Dad is here with me. I am getting the tattoo on my right foot - the same Pink Floyd symbol I already have? It doesnít turn out too well; it is too long and thin, as well as misshapen, on top of my foot. Thereís a line running horizontally along my foot also. She is done and is going to charge me, but I think about asking if she can redo it. I donít though, and pay the $58? With my card. I figure the tip at $6 and add 8 and 6 to get 14 to carry over on the addition. Iím thinking I could still get the tattoo altered/covered up. Iím also thinking about getting the number 1 in the same place Makayla has her tattoo. It has some significance. I also think about getting it on my ankle/outside of my leg to see if it really does hurt. I tell Dad to get a tattoo and he kind of laughs and says no.



      I am filling up a large bathtub. It seem to be in a room and set into the ground. Itís probably bigger than some pools. It overflows into the room. The water is not all that hot; I can only feel heat from the water currently coming out below the water level. Melissa is here, and I tell her she can get in with me.
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