Well, it's not technically on my ass, but close enough that it's hidden. Anyway, it was one of those things where I'd wanted it for a long time (it's a bird, and my name is Robin, ha) and around college graduation time, one of my friends was like, "Hey, I have this flower I want to get, but I don't have anyone to go with." (Tattooing for girls is more social than for guys, I think.) So I volunteered, and I ended up passing out in the chair. I was breathing too shallowly, and ended up getting lightheaded and twitching. Not my finest moment. So now I have this bird, and it's fine and cute and usually I forget about it, but sometimes I wonder if I had an easy way out, would I take it?
Now, at least for future tattoos, I do. Freedom2Ink is this thing where the dye is encapsulated with plastic or something, so when you want it removed, it can be done completely with one laser treatment. The laser blasts open the capsules, and the ink is reabsorbed into the skin.
But part of me thinks that's lame. The whole idea behind tattoos is that they're permanent, and that makes them more of a statement. Like, "I love you so much I'm willing to put your name on my body for all eternity!" Not so much impact: "Let's get tattoos of each other's names for tonight!"
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Whatever dude. It's like henna but more permanent. I would totally do it. I'm sure our tats are going to look great when we're grandmas. And for that reason, alone, I support the progressive lack of commitment in our generations tattoo decisionmaking skills, whole-heartedly.
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