It's Saturday. Nat and I make a ridiculously delicious breakfast, hang around the house lazing around for a while, start watching Her... then begin to get a little (a LOT) stir crazy and decide we absolutely must do something... anything.
The two most indecisive people on the planet cannot think of anything we want to do. I decide I want to go get the tattoo I've been planning early. Naturally though, the tattoo artist I go to is all booked up. However, there is one available for Nat to get the little one she's been planning. So off we go. Head to Danielle's to hang out a bit, eat some perogies so Natasha doesn't go all 12th grade Biology blood lab and pass the fuck out on me and head on over. There's something about tattoos. Call me an addict, I just love them.
Ending the day with a girls night at my apartment with two of my bests was a great way to finish the day as well. How lucky am I.
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