Hey guys. What's up? I'm extremely fucking hungover and it sucks. Vodka on an empty stomach is not fun... Well, it is in the beginning, but after a while... Ugh.
Yeah, yesterday I went to a show at ABC No Rio that was completely sold out. It was an awesome show; everyone was there! I met some chill people. And you know what I was thinking? In between bands, or just when I was bored and talking with my friends, I STILL couldn't help myself from looking at what everyone was wearing, and sometimes thinking of how I could incorporate stuff into my own look. Yup, fashion still owns a part of my soul. Not runway fashion, or hype fashion, I fucking hate that stuff, but, you know... Clothes fashion.
Ughh, I can't find any pictures of the show yet... Some'll turn up soon, though.
Anyways. I met this tattoo artist who said he'd teach me how to tattoo. That should be cool, who knows? I've always wanted to learn. But then again, I would feel kind of bad, because I probably wouldn't do it as a profession (but hey you never know), and I don't want to be one of those "scratcher" types who gives a bad reputation to the tattooing world.
Damn. This post is boring without a picture. So I'll post one of ABC.
Okay. I guess it's complete now...