Got it.

DISINTEGRATION will go on my right arm, right beside where my kissing skeletons are. For one, they are disintegrating, and for two- it's a good spot. Decision made.

Thoughts?

I had previously been thinking of a bunch of super wordy cure tattoos, but now I think I've settled onto an even better idea.



Now the question is: where do I put it?

Andy and I (2)

Today a group of friends and I, quite under the influence, spent a lovely day in the park near our respective apartments. We played in the water, hiked through the woods, played with a ball on a string and had a very relaxing time on this not-quite sunny sunny day.

Andy came too. Though he didn't stay out long. I didn't bring an umbrella for him, and he's too pale to see much sun.

Andy and I (1)

So, when I was in Atlanta a few weeks ago, my friend Tony bought me this Andy Warhol finger puppet, expecting me to destroy it. Instead, I popped it onto my finger and started thinking of all of the hilarious things I could do with it! Andy and I look at abstract expressionist paintings at the High, Andy and I pee onto a canvas and call it art, Andy and I have someone else talk about the paintings that they did that I'm taking credit for, and so on and so forth.

Then I started carrying him around in my bag, and before I knew it, Andy and I had taken an Art History exam, Andy and I had been to a job interview, and Andy and I had eaten Mexican food.

Even these things started to have a sort of novelty. So, since I've sort of abandoned the photo-a-day thing, I thought I'd reinstate it in a way.

I present to you: Andy and I, the series.

In this installment: Andy and I fix our makeup.