The Plane! The Plane!

Now you can all call me "Tattoo!" Forced by my endearing public, I took a pic of my not-quite-healed tattoo because I also was curious to see it. It's kind of hard to look at it since it is just millimeters above the crack of my butt. My fair hairs poke through the heart giving it a weird appearance.

If it looks a bit red, that's because it still is. I tried to photo-correct since I took the pic under regular lights which adds yellow to a photo. The colors aren't true to what they actually are.

I need to slip into bed much earlier than I am used to because I have to get up at quarter to seven as I have that very important meeting with my professors. I'll blog about the outcome tomorrow.