Birds Of War
Sunday, December 30th, 2007
I was in a bad mood and was getting sort of sulky so we decided that it was in everyone’s best interest if I got drunk and got a tattoo. Jay drew up a great bird, I swallowed a handful of pills and he got to work. I must have been less drunk last time I got a needle job, because I think I actually fell asleep at one point this time around. Give me a break though, he worked on me for like 2 hours. When it was all over, I made him give me a cross on my finger for fun and we went to the bar. Happy New Year!
