home away from home..

Terminal 15 of the Syracuse airport. It's weird how at home i feel here now. its almost like second nature for me now. i know most of the people who have worked here for longer than 6 months, and they know me. i dont even need an ID when i check in anymore. its kind of a cool feeling.

I'm getting tattooed in a few hours, mexican food in a few hours. zoe in a few hours. cinnamon werewolf in a few hours.


sleep soon...


my lack of sleep is catching up with me lately. ugh.

2-8-1983

I'm 26 today. I don't feel like time is passing by this quickly but i guess it is. i used to be wicked bummed about getting older. now i don't mind it so much. more life experiences, more things to see, ect ect.

I'm going to Arizona on wednesday morning for my days off. im pretty excited to get out of the shitty cold weather, get tattooed by cory lenherr, eat some good mexican food, eat at zoe's, dad's restaurant and to spend time with zoe and the puppy.

off topic. i moved into my own apartment. so i am living by myself again, which im pretty excited about. it's nice to have my own space, as well as not having to worry about my own weird quirks annoying anyone else. it's right off of westcott street, which is only a few minutes from the shop driving. or maybe a 10 minute bike ride. so once the weather chills out im going to be riding my bike to work on a very regular basis.

the shop has kind of picked up a little bit, hopefully that trend continues. travel plans are in the future, and money is a must.

new paintings and new tattoos. i gotta upload em and quit being lazy.