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||[Mar. 16th, 2011|12:29 am]
Worst icon ever, until I bother to make a new one.|
Been checking up on people here now and again, keeping vague and lazy sorts of tabs on those that I don't see on a daily basis. You guys probably all have those Facebook things too, doncha? I am like a shriveled old lady, and will never keep up with all the bloggery. Well, here goes things on my end:
I got an apprenticeship at a tattoo studio, and have been logging oodles of hours there since November. I'm just over 1/3 through the 2,080 shop hours that my contract dictates I owe, and have been gradually forging respect and earning responsibilities from my mentor and fellow shop staff. In the next few months I will begin preliminary tattooing (practice that is not on clientele), and may very well earn some humble income from the trade by this next October.
I also still work full time at a coffee shop, so my free time is very limited.
Still tired, still cranky, still short. The defining aspects of my life never really change.