While I’ve been waiting for Nikki to get out of the shower, I’ve been looking at tattoo pictures. I really want to get one, but I can’t seem to commit myself to one design. After all, it’s something that’s going to be on my body for the rest of my life. Naturally, I don’t want to pick something cheesy or stupid that I’ll hate later. I used to have to get a Hanson related one, but I think if I were to get one, it wouldn’t be anything really obvious. I want something that’s personal to me.

Allyson’s been talking about getting one for a while. She wants to get Tori’s name. I don’t know if she’s ever gone to get it prices or not. My mom got her tattoo at Tommy’s, but I don’t think I’d want to go there. I don’t care for them. They’ve never been overly friendly anytime I’ve been in there. Allyson said there’s a new tattoo parlor in Kokomo. I can’t remember what she said it was called or where it’s at, but she went there to get her nose pierced. She said they were cheaper and it the place was really nice, so I might check it out once I’ve decided what I want to get a tattoo of.

I’ve also been thinking about redying my hair. I think I’d probably go lighter, but I’m kind of apprehensive about it. My hair sort of went haywire after I got it chunked with blonde. My hair has never done like that before, but it seemed like all of the places where it was chunked got really dry. I might wait a while. I might get my hair cut again soon too. I really need it about once every six week because the ends of my hair just get to gross and split. Oh, the joy of having unruly, curly hair.