Just spent a few fascinating hours being tattooed.

Lee-wee and I have the oddest conversations.

Today we decided that when I die he's going to wear my tattooed skin as a mansuit and use my penis as a door-knob/pencil case/grip-shift for his motorbike.

I'm not sure which one of those three scares me most.

Oh, and we worked out that fish are really clouds with vertigo, well, that was my idea actually, it was much more complex that just that.

Other things happened but I can't remember now, oh the pain!

I spent 17 on various fruits for smoothie making.

Also managed to soak myself in Perfectly Clear fruit juice, as I couldn't use both my arms (one of them was being tattooed) I decided to grip the plastic bottle between my thighs, and use my one free hand to unscrew the cap.

The moment the pressure was released my thighs went 'squish', it squirted EVERYWHERE!

Wish I'd taken my camera, it was an impressive sight.

I'm all wet now, and not in a nice way.

Going to curl up in a ball on the sofa now, to coddle my arm and think of someone I miss.

xx