You can find the original at his journal but here it is (mostly)
UPDATE
For those who didn’t already know. I am leaving Hell…I mean FL (Ok it’s not Hell but it is hot enough and there are fires everywhere) in a little over a week. The movers will be here on the 20th to pic up most of our wordly possessions and transport them to WV. We will then be departing here early on the 22nd to catch the autotrain to Lorton, VA.After arriving in Lorton, we will prolly make a quick stop to visit friends in the DC area but I know we can’t hit everybody. Then we continue on for about 6-7 hours to our new home in the hills of western West Virginia. Soon after arriving, I will be scouting out locations to finally open my own tattoo shop. I hope to be up and running full speed before the end of July.
Any good thoughts and mental energy to keep us moving would be greatly appeciated.
Oh yeah, if you wanna come get work done after I open, even better.
So if you are in the DC area, and want to try to plan a lil visit on June 23 (it’s a Friday) we are expecting to be in the area for a good chunk of the day.
In an unrelated thread, we went through McD’s this morning for drinks, and the brat at the money window said “Some people thik it’s weird, but I think old people with tattoos all over them are cool.” After I stopped laughing (Michael was drving and I had momentarily managed to convince myself she was refering only to him, but let’s face facts, I’m closer to 30 than I am to 20) I started to think about it. I do not exactly think I qualify as old. I do not really think my parents are old, and they are in their fifties. Somewhere along the line my grandparents got old. They are both over eighty now. I guess… my mom is old, she is pretty sick, and what I would term fragile? I don’t know. I can’t really explain what I call old and what I don’t. I think it ruined Michael’s day though. I just looked at him and told him I liked dirty old men, they’re hot.
Related, I got carded at Chili’s the other night. I was out with all three of my children. I left my ID in the car. I didn’t get a drink.
How gross is it to think I am under 21 and have three kids, the oldest is almost six? I am NOT saying teen moms are gross, but to just keep popping them out. I’d have been 15, 17 and maybe 20, and that i pushing it so I wouldn’t have had to have been 14, 16 and 19. Add to it I was with Michael, who she didn’t card. So you have a multiple time very young teen mom with someone who is obviously at least in his upper twenties. Maybe it’s because it could have happened, or because I have a daughter and I don’t want to think of her having three kids under five at 19 or 20 years old. I was 20, 22 and 25 when I had my kids, and that is a world of difference away from 14, 16 and 19. Crazy.
Dorian is 45.5 inches and 47 pounds. Malachai is 39 inches and 33 pounds. Nothing more to report. They did a vision and hearing on D, and he was fine. They tried to do a vision on M and he wasn’t having it. Eshiva went to the doc yesterday, she is 31.75 inches and 24 pounds. I think they fucked up the height again though. Last visit she was 31.5 inches, which we knew was a little off. I’m going to try to measure her while she’s sleeping, if I remember.
