new home

as if anybody followed my blog, but im blogging at a new site http://paulwrus.blogspot.com/

 

wordpress is just way to clunky. 

 

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Dishwasher

Been awhile blog, went through a new phone and took me a bit to get a blog app workin.

My life has been very busy lately. Juggling tattoos and security has really tested my endurance. Tattooing has been especially tough, still learning the fine details. For example today I learned the proper way of shading, I suspected I was drilling too hard. The owner sat down today and took care of most of the shading.

Its does in a scrubbing motion, like washing dishes. I must retain this technique. Life outside off tattooing has been okay. Hooked up shortly with this one girl, we we’re hitting it off, she wanted to bring me to her parents. Yeah.

Well while I was tattooing a friend, she let me know that her friend was talking about me, her friend also wrote on my Facebook wall, so I had enough evidence she might be attracted to me. So I broke up with my girlfriend to persue this new girl. Way too clingy, and wasn’t attracted to her.

So the new girl and I started hanging out and honestly we we’re just not vibing. I tryed to kiss her she wanted none of it.

Later on I pulled off an impressive apology. Won me points but I can tell when I’m beat. Frustratingly enough she still texts me. Im unsure why. Suppose she just needs constant male approval or something

I keep getting invited to rave events and shit. I went to one yesterday. It was outdoor under a bridge, people were dancing, playing basketball, skating around, and drinking. I arrived sat down and started drinking my beer. Someone tried selling me a knife, but I turned him down.

I was some what incognito with my hooded sweatshit, she walked righy by me holding hands with some down town trash, I let the jelousy evaporate, no reason to get worked up about someone who doesn’t care for you. My friend greeted me and we made ourway to the stage. I casually text the new girl that I made it. Shortly after she came up and gave me a awkward hug.

Talked with me, then went dancing. Repeat.
Eventually I suggested we blaze up. I brought some good weed with me.  She gathered up her friends and she said we should do it in my car. Wasn’t crazy about the idea but too avoid looking like a party pooper I went along with it.
Rolled down the sun roof fortunately, and smoked up in my car, she matched me which was cool. We left and I started digging in my pockets for car keys, I had a puzzled look on my face the girls laughed in unison “he really is stoned, isn’t he” they continued walking and I froze in my tracks. I left my keys in the car. No way I could pay a pop a lock. I paced around my car panicking. I noticed I left the sun roof open, and thanked my god. there happened to be a very long piece of wood next to my car. I unlocked my car with ease. Was feeling like james bond, grabed my keys and head back. My friend informed me the girls were talking shit, and thought I bailed.

Went to the new girl and let her know what happened, tryed to keep an amused excited tone, she was somewhat dismissive. My friend left around that time.

I hung out with a bit and then excused myself. Watched ufc with my friends and drank even more.

I’m not sure about that girl, I know its not going to work. Ultimately I gotta keep focus on tattooing everything else is a distraction.

Dream and tattoos

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a decent dream, I don’t remember them or they are pointless. 

I’m going to turn this blog into a tattoo journal as well. 

I’ve been having troubles getting clients to tattoo, so I made a craigslist ad. 

I got a surprisingly large amount of emails, but no follow through, with one exception.

He was friendly, and fun to work on. Related with him because we knew the same people and did the same line of work ; security. 

He wanted a upright horshoe with a clover in it. There is some symbolism, being upright it means letting all the bad luck drain out, or not being able to pool up. 

Did a fairly good job on this one, aside from the shading on the horseshoe and a few lines pretty good. I need to work on my grey shading. I think my problem was in my ink caps. 

Clay showed me a trick with feathering out my colors by tilting the tattoo machine, I’ll have to experiment with this technique further.

My life aside from that has been going pretty good, I have a sleeve that’s work in progress, the owner of the shop is hooking me up. It’s been a long time since I’ve been really excited about getting a tattoo. 

Itchy as hell..

Lastly I’ll be going to a halloween party dressed at elvis, hope I can mac on some girlies.

Peace
-CB

Mega Snake

Apparently in this dream I have a pet snake. I had just returned from work,  fed the snake, and took off.

Now so far the snake wasn’t hostile . When I return I notice that the snake is slightly larger, and more aggressive. pacing around in it’s cage. Some time passes and I again feed it, and leave. Next time I return the snake has broken out of it’s cage.Nearly double its size, from a gardener snake to a coral snake .

That mother fucker darted out of my room and into my roommates room. I ran in after it and tripped over my roomies chair. I tryed to catch it while on the floor and it bit my hand.

This time I got it, I walked to the front door, and threw it out.

Really didnt want my roomies bitching about it, or mega snake.

Crazy birthday party

There’s a few sexual sequences in this dream, btw.

The dream starts out with a particular group of friends of mine going out to the coast to attend some huge birthday party.

The part was being hosted in this large upscale apartment, it was huge it reached into the sky. There was a bar and arcade built in. Despite there being a group it mainly focused on my two friends. Ill call them lobster and mouse for reference.

We arrive at the bar section of the apartments, I order a bud-wiser from the bartender, she acknowledges me yet I never get my drink.

I try and mingle with the crowd, but they are pretty unresponsive. I talk to mouse for awhile, Can’t remeber what we talked about. I wander off to find lobster and knock over a barstool with a backpack. The backpack released several reptiles. There were a few geckos, salamander and a small Ingunna, the tail of the iguana fell off, and one of the geckos had an spinal injury of some sort and was walking funny.

The owner of the backpack came over, frantically checking on his pets.. He seemed not to bothered just bumbed out with the iguana as there tails fall off as self defense; However he was upset at the crippled gecko. The gecko had the same coloration as a coral snake.

I offered him a beer as a token of my apologies but he declined. I tried finding lobster and located him in the club section. The people were dressed in a variety of clothes, some conservative and colorful, to some kinky shit

Some time passed and we headed to the apartment, we had to travel through a nearly endless, white hallway. It was poorly light, and the florescent lights gave things an eerie look.

We arrived, and I was introduced to him. Can’t remember exactly what he looked like. There was a huge party in his house. I kept trying to get mouses attention, but couldnt get it.

Sat down, and got bored, this chick starts hitting on me, and eventually starts mouthing my crotch. Its pretty awesome but awkward and the same time. Don’t even like showing public signs of affection to women, let alone dry hump thier mouth.

She left eventually, and I headed to the arcade, They had some crazy future arcade, that played with 3d headsets. there were a few people playing virtual tennis.

Lost track of my friend and I made my way to the beach, and played a game on my psp. It’s a game I’ve never seen before. Sorta a gta style driving game. I drove my car off a bridge and landed into the ocean. As I exited my car lions, not sea lions but straight up lions started swimming towards my character and mauled him.

This is where the dream wraps up

Old: Spirit Collector

This has to be one my all time favorite old dream.

It starts me off in a fantasy styled forest, almost alien. The colors were intensely vibrant and saturated, the sky was black as coal with the stars piercing through. The moon was glaring down, larger than reality it was a silky yellow color.

Though it was the dead of night the environment was illuminated as if it were day time.

The grass was long and razor like, the trees had large octopus like roots, and there were large sunflowers, and many multi colored flowers and plants.

I was playfully running through this forest with my highschool crush holding my hand, she was stunningly beautiful. Long flowing brunette hair to her mid back, small black oval glasses, she was wearing a dress, and bare feet.

I was barefoot, shirtless, with weathered brown shorts on.

We arrived at a circular style clearing, trees and flora lined the edges. Aside from a few flowers and bushes the center was grass covered and treeless.

In the clearing there were ghost like creatures of every color, they made music as they flew. They looked like a streaks of light with face at the front. They had tiny arms protruding a little way past their head.

The girl picked out two small nets, at the handle was a microphone, and at the pommel was the part you talked in.

We began to collect the spirits, they didn’t seem to mind it was as if they wanted to be collected. Some would playfully runaway as if we were playing a game.

As we collected them the music increased in volume.

The sides of the clearing appeared nearly endless, football stadium length or longer. Yet we could clear the length in a matter of seconds. We were wickedly fast, and did not fatigue.

That’s all I can remember
I never did anything with that girl in real life, despite being in shape, drop dead beautiful she was sorta nerdy, top of our math class, had a great sense of humor; however due to her shyness, and nerdyness she remained single.

Lame ass dream

I haven’t been remembering my dreams lately, or they have been for the most part uninteresting.

This is one isn’t too exciting, I went to the local gaming store to play warhammer, for those who don’t know warhammer is a wargame. Very similar to a boardgame but on a very large scale. Usually it’s two people with primarily plastic soilders .

Anyway when I got there I somehow forgot half my troops. My friend was saying just play with what you have, yet I was hell bent on getting the rest of my army.

For whatever reason, I didn’t want to drive home, or rode on a bike, it wasn’t clearly explained.

My friend offered me a ride home, found my stuff, and I figured since I recently moved in my stuff wasn’t all together like it usually is.

Pretty lame dream