Tuesday, December 9, 2008
2009 will focus on knocking out a long queue of tattoos that I've been meaning to get for several years. Saturday, Marisa and I went to Diablo Rojo and got some punctuation marks. She got the tiniest sarcasm mark (¡) ever, only about an inch tall. I went for the interrobang, since it is something that I find fascinating, and representative of my general state: excited and confused.