Its a peony- one that will be part of a pair the next time I'm feeling bored and masochistic and decide to go back and get the other one done. This one took four and a half hours (and I got it for a paltry 200 bucks- from a guy who has won awards and is in magazines and shit...super deal) and I don't think I have the same sort of pain tolerance I did when I was younger. I remember going for tattoos when I was like 19 and sure, nothing, no problem. Even when I got the whole TOP OF MY FOOT done about 6 years ago, I recall that it was pretty much cake. Now I'm a big pussy. I kept it together and didn't complain but fuck it huuuuuurt. Collar bones are super sensitive, who knew, and although this doesn't go straight over the collar bone the leaves are pretty close to the bone itself and made me want to whine. I kept my mouth shut though, and as a result have a big nice tat now. No matter that I feel like someone spread napalm on my shoulder and set it ablaze right now, that'll go away.
In other news, the boat is a cool 58 degrees inside right now. The heaters have worked fine up until now, but it is a super frigid cold night tonight, which causes problems, and additionally there is a fierce wind, which is the biggest problem. This bitch is certainly not completely airtight, and when the wind comes whipping through, it gets chilly. I am combating the chill by drinking hot spiced apple cider (mmmm) and hanging out under a lot of blankets. Basically, this place needs better heaters, and this boatlord is going to pay for them whether or not he knows about it. Again checking MA tenancy laws and he is required to keep the heat between 64 and 78 degrees between October and May. So. He's getting a friendly call from me tomorrow about the necessity for some radiant tower heaters, that I will be happy to purchase and deduct from my rent.
Sadly enough right now, the warmth from my laptop on my lap is pleasant and I don't want to move it.
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