I’m feeling a bit more rested at this point after the weekend. I spent 18 hours over 3 afternoons and evenings making small talk with strangers, answering questions and assuring every single person who approached my table that I did indeed make every single thing on both of my tables. Some people wanted to know the mechanics of how certain items were made too so that was less tedious and kinda fun to talk about.
The first day I brought in a whole $19 which was basically gas money to get there and back twice.
The second day I made enough combined with the first day to cover my transportation costs for the weekend, the $30 space fee, and enough to cover the cost of materials for what I sold plus about $8 for myself. Not great but it meant that anything I brought in on Sunday would actually be profit.
Sunday was my best day. I made a couple good sales, including a baby blanket for $35 at the end of the night. I probably could have made a few more sales but I was so exhausted by then I packed up a few minutes early and drove home.
Sunday night in a kik chat I was lamenting my inability to get a good haircut and a couple guys recommended my going to a black barber. Figured what the hell so Monday morning I went to a black barbershop, had my first actually enjoyable haircut experience, and left looking fabulous.
After that I grabbed some lunch where a random guy asked if I was “down with the crystal” b was bizarre because I’m so not the type to do let alone sell drugs. Ugh.
After that I found a tattoo shop who’s piercer was in and had my left nipple repierced. It was so weird. When I had them done the first time it was super painful and they stayed super painful for weeks. This time it was just a quick pain and it was over. There’s just a tiny dull ache now but ibuprofen is keeping it and the swelling down.
Tomorrow I need to finish unloading my car and put everything away from the weekend.
I popped by Horizon Comics yesterday and I picked these up. I’m looking forward to reading them, and soon picking up vol. 3 of Paper Girls.
Today I got all summered up in my flamingo dress, lobster earrings, and flowers in my hair. I thought about adding a summery hat too but decided that was enough.
My first stop was CVS, where I picked up a lip brush, this cleanser, and an Rx. This stuff is great! I’m already in love with their moisturizer which I use almost daily, and when I got home, I washed my face with it and my make-up just rinsed right away.
Before I came home though I did some window shopping at Guitar Center (where I saw almost my perfect dream bass for $700+) and almost came home with a new Luna uke. She has the sweetest voice.
I also went to see Stephanie at Hottie Body and we finally did my triangle piercing. It was agonizing. And amazing. I didn’t know if I was going to cry or cum. Like Jesus fucking Christ wow. So intense. I can’t wait for it to heal up a bit and I can take it for a test drive.
After that was done, I went to therapy, which went well. We talked about my need to control things and how that translates to me modifying my body, and my fearfulness of men I don’t know well.
That was pretty much the end of my day. I went home, had something to eat, and I’m hoping to get some better sleep tonight than I did last night. I did get my 14g to 12g taper in the mail today and I stretched my nipple piercings to 12g. Eventually I want to bring them up to 10g.
I woke up Thursday and I was excited. I was going to call Adam, the piercer I was going to use, make an appointment, and get my nipples pierced.
But I wasn’t able to reach Adam so I called the shop. They told me he was out of the country until the 9th. Annoying because he never mentioned this to me when we were supposedly making plans to pierce me.
I ended up calling around and going to the piercer at Hottie Body instead. Stephanie was fast, gentle, and professional.
She had me lie down on the table and pull my shirt and bra up. Then as she prepped me, she told me everything she was doing. I was so nervous I was literally kind of numb.
She cleaned my nipple, and told me to take a deep breath. Right as I was about to exhale, she did the piercing, and slipped in the bar. I yelled “shit fuck ow!” but then it was over.
She moved around to my other side, repeated the process, and it was done before I could really process it. I was more prepared for the pain the second time, so I just kind of whimpered “owie” on that one.
But it’s done and today, I’m sore, but its not awful. And the whole thing was actually less painful than I was expecting it to be.
Now I just have to wait for them to heal.
…supposed to be the day I got my nipples pierced. I’ve been psyching myself up to it for almost a week, and was ready to do it. My mom had a Dr’s appointment this afternoon though, and I drove her into town and dropped her off at it. Then I got a text from my piercer, saying he was not at the shop yet, but UPS hadn’t delivered my bars- this is a problem because I wanted titanium¹, and the shop doesn’t typically stock those.
I hung out in town for a while though, and then ended up at Petsmart, where I bought myself a betta fish (his name is Bill) and a little tank to stick him in for now. After I got home, I felt bad for Bill in his tiny home, and ordered him a much bigger (but still small) tank which should arrive on Thursday. ANd hopefully on Thursday I can actually get my nipples pierced.
¹I wanted titanium because I have a severe nickel allergy, which means no sterling silver, no surgical steel, none of the cheaper jewelry metals because they’re all tainted. I can wear gold, which I hate, niobium, and I’m guessing titanium as long as its implant grade.
Where to begin? Sunday night mom suddenly got really dizzy and was throwing up. Rafael took her to urgent care and they sent her to the ER. Turns out she had a fucking aneurysm. She spent a few days in the hospital, and was released Tuesday evening after the bleed stopped on its own.
Tuesday afternoon I went to ukulele club. I played a little and sang a bit but with everything with mom, my heart wasn’t totally in it.
I rescheduled my bass lesson this week for next week because I haven’t had time to practice.
Star, mom’s big dog in the house, had 12 puppies last night. Her first litter. Don’t get me started on the whole spay and neuter thing – if they were my dogs, it would have happened a long time ago. I don’t believe in breeding. One of the puppies was dead, but 11 is still a big litter.
Next Tuesday I have an appointment with the piercer at Psycho City to get my nipples done. It’s kind of a bucket list thing, though I’m really nervous about it – piercings freak me out just thinking about them, but I’m feeling brave right now.
Just for fun rock I wouldn’t be upset if she said yes, I asked my mom to go with me. It’s pretty freaking funny.