Arf.

Ok, forget the raise.

Remember when I wrote about a certain elderly lady that was reaaaaaally annoying and weird? Who's eyeliner I tattooed ?

Well guess what, she came back and it had completely fused under the skin.

(actually, I'm not even sure I wrote about that lady in question, I forget since I write on impulse on everything and anything)

I had had this sneaking suspicion that something was going to go wrong with her tattoos because

a) she seemed like just the type

b) her previous tattoos had already fused

c) she's an alcoholic, she takes pills (she took 2 during the tattooing session)

d) she's mutilated her skin with a butt load of surgery + injections

e) we'd recently changed our ink and we'd had some negative returns on a few clients

f) the shit just had to fall on me.

When I heard she was coming I did the only thing I could think of that would prevent the shit from hitting the fan : I hid.

And I'm glad I did.

My boss took pics of her eyes to show to me AND to the ink manufacturer. If I hadn't cried before I would've started to.

My. GOD.

Words can not describe. It was.. immonde. I felt so ashamed, guilty and panicked even thought everyone tried to tell me that it was not me, it was the ink.

(it was also the client but hey, clients are never to be blamed)

I was waiting to be yelled at because I felt I deserved it, but no, it didn't happen. My boss just called the manufacturer and yelled at them.

I mean, had it been my boss or anyone of the girl that tattoo, the result would've been the same.

It's just that it was me. And I can't help thinking that there must've been a way to prevent the disaster. I just feel like blaming myself. It won't help, it won't undo the damage or make me feel any better. But I deserve it.

Putting that aside, we managed to transport the new futon in and the old one out.

I decided to call our futon "Futon" (clever huh?) since I'm deeply in love with it.

Well Olivier is too, but Futon is male so he's MINE.

Well I have to share him, but he's MINE.

I still love Olivier, sure. But Futon is MINE.

It's so soooooft.. and it's so THICK! It's like 5x thicker than the ancient lame excuse for a futon !

It's looooovely. mmmm.

Love it.

I'm going to Finland in April :) Just for a quickie. We'll see who I have time to see since I want to see EVERYBODY! Hope I'll see the ones that I want :) Hope I won't see Tuulevi or I will go insane.

I miss my mommy.

My Nightmare Before Christmas figurine is nowhere to be found. I still have like 1 week before I can contact PayPal for a reimbursement. Argh.

Oh and I forgot to say in my last post that I went to a fitness class last Friday and my muscles still ache today.... yuppii.