Words cannot even begin to describe just how tired I am right now. I would absolutely kill for a full 8 hours of sleep, but that's not happening until after the move. I can barely think, I'm snapping at Rob for dumb little things, and I can't even think clearly enough to make the proper words when I speak. My eyes hurt to keep open and I'm dizzy.

Tonight was a mixture of the good and the bad.

First the good. When Rob got home from work (his last day of work at Good Samaritan) we headed into Hollywood and went to Sunset Strip Tattoo. My tattoo artist (also named Rob) was working tonight and so I was able to get my new tattoo done with him before I leave for Wisconsin. This was too cool. We got there around 6pm and Rob was already there. He checked out my design, got it ready, and I got inked. It's the design I showed you in my previous entry, but with a few differences. First, I mentioned to him my Mom's comment of it looking like a lightning bolt and not like an Aquarius symbol. He shifted it so the symbol is flat and not at an angle. It looks much better this way. The Aquarius symbol is done in black. The snake is done in purple (a light to medium purple) but in order to make it stand out more the belly is done in orange. He also tweaked the eye a bit to make it look much cooler. Oh, and it's a lot smaller than the graphic I posted on here. I got it done on my front right shoulder a bit above my right boob. It looks super cool.

After the tattoo shop we made a drug store run (but they were out of most of the items I wanted to get) and then picked up some dinner at Burger King to bring home with us.

Now the bad. We decided that no matter what we were going to pack up the rest of the kitchen (not including what we still need out to use over the next few days). We met our goal. The kitched is packed. It's now 12:34am and we pretty much just wrapped it up. I've been up since early this morning and I am absolutely exhausted. You'd think I could just go to bed then, right? Wrong. Gabriel needs a bath and to be fed dinner and isn't anywhere near tired. This is going to be a long night and I'll probably be completely bitchy and crazy within the next half hour if I don't just pass out. I feel like crying. I'm just that tired.

Oh, and I can't sleep in tomorrow morning. I need to get up early for my final hair appointment at Gebhart.

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Hot Tamale
You have an intellectual sexiness factor of 70!

You're hot! You've read a lot. You've done a lot, and there's a lot you'd like to try in the future. You've got a sharp, sexy mind, and few inhibitions to restrain you from exploring all the pleasure you can get. You have few hang-ups, and there's not much you don't know about sex. You're open-minded and able to enjoy things that would make a lesser person squeamish. You're an exceptional treat as a lover, appreciated greatly by those who know the differnce. You were probably bored with a few of the people you've been with in your past, feeling like you had to drag them along with you in the sexual adventures you want to have, and probably dumping them for the same reason. It takes a lot to stimulate you; you realize it's not just about bumping uglies. In the end there's gotta be a lot more to it. Still, there is always room for improvement. Before you can graduate into a true sexual genius, there are a few things you've got to learn, to explore, to think through, talk through, and fuck through. A good place to start is in taking a look at the few things you're still a little hesitant to try. Break down you're last few barriers and discover the outer sexual frontiers, and you'll become a master.

The Intellectual Sexiness Test