tattoo story #1

it was the summer before college started. grey fluff was going to california. tattoos were cool (so 90's). we decided that we should be cool.

so we found an old chinese dictionary at his aunt's house, and because we were just creative geniuses, we looked up our last names and decided to get that. come on, we were 18 yr old dorks. gimme a break.

he was leaving that day in the afternoon, so we got there to the tattoo parlor right when it opened. 10 or 11 in the morning, i believe.

we went in, showed the dude what we wanted, and watched them enlarge the character, then transfer the outline onto our bodies. mine was on my left ankle, his on his left (maybe right. memories fade, you know) arm.

30 minutes after that, we walked out with our first tattoos.

2 hours later, he kissed his girlfriend goodbye, gave me a nod, and boarded a plane to california.