Yeah. It's been one of those days. After attempting to determine how and where and when and why one would attempt to convert fixed costs to variable costs to cut costs in a business, I sorta feel like this. Like, "OH! I get it! Orrrr ... No, nevermind."
This fantastically giggle-inducing photo was capped and submitted to one of my favorite sites, I Can Has Cheezburger.Com, by theloveofisis (whoever that is, they're a genius).
And giggle. And squeak with glee.
Of the three assignments I've had so far this term, I have three A's. And the professor said that my work can be classified as "very good to excellent" on the second project, and on this, the third, "exceptional."
Oh, chortle, indeed. The dragon is laughing.
*Big grin*
Yes, mom. I did just post a picture of my chest on the internet. Do you still love me?
This post is to show my dragon chest tattoo better than it appears in the "new Hair" post of a couple weeks ago. I drew the tat myself, and specified that it be done in light greys as it appears, so that it almost looks like a pencil drawing (my preferred medium).
This tattoo has brought me endless entertainment, simply because of its location. I can't tell you the number of times I'd be standing in line at the store or Starbucks and see someone trying to look at the tattoo without being noticed becuase they don't want to be accused of staring at my cleavage. The looking is usually done in sly, nervous, sideways glances and when the looker notices that I've noticed them looking, they get red-faced and stammer and look away, mumbling quickly something along the lines of "that's a beautiful tattoo." I just grin and say thanks.
Once, across a crowded deli, a cashier did a double-take, stared hard, then cracked up laughing. At my amused but confused look, she explained, "that's a great tattoo, but from here it looked like you had hair on your chest." Not quite the effect I was going for, but hey - it made for a good chuckle.
I'd post a pic of the one on my butt, but ... Kidding. I don't have one there.
Yet.
