The TMI Files. Tatts All, Folks!
For years, I've wanted a tattoo. When I was a teenager, I hungered for one. Of course, I got plenty of people try to dissuade me. This included friends with tatts from head to feet and a few places in between that make me cringe to think of.
Wanting one was fine, but I also had to decide what exactly I wanted to wear on my skin permanently. For a long time, I wanted a huge fire-breathing dragon stretching from over my shoulder and back to curl around my hips.
I got over that one. The idea of the pain, and the time, involved, put me off that one. So I let it lie.
I have tossed all sorts of designs around trying to work out whether after wanting a tattoo for over 20 years I really want to finally do so.
Yes, I really do want to have someone inject ink into my skin and permanently mark it.
It will be interesting explaining it to Magilla - she's already been at me to dye her hair blue (like mine was last year) or red (which it appeared when I put the purple/black through), and she wants holes in her ears like I have.
It's taken a long time, but I finally know what I want.
I want a redback spider.
Now, which one do I want to wear forever?
Or this one?