  This past weekend was the Pride festival, which actually was probably my most fun pride yet (well, two years ago when I hooked up with the tennis pro was pretty good, i have to say). This time I ran in the Pride 5K through Grant Park on Saturday morning, volunteered for Marriage Equality Georgia that afternoon, and still found time to drink myself into oblivion on Saturday night. A nice, full day if I say so myself. Though you see the strangest things at Pride. Including tatoos. It never ceases to amaze me what people will permanently ink on their bodies. I just don't trust myself to make such a lifelong decision, since I know I'll probably change.
I've changed so much since high school, since college, hell, since two years ago. Plus over time they bleed and get all fuzzy looking. They can be kind of hot on other people, but I don't think I can handle one. I'll just have to wear necklaces, bracelets, and armbands. Or get highlights in my hair (which I did last month, very subtle ones though). 
