2 posts tagged “piercings”

1.  Remember when I got my ears pierced?  As you might remember, I noted that I used to have two piercings in each earlobe.  Piercings that have been grown in for several years now.  ...Except apparently, at some point, I have managed to re-pierce one of those.  I have no idea how or when this happened (most likely when I changed earrings yesterday), or how some excruciating pain didn't manage to inform me that I was making a hole where a hole no longer existed.  All I know is that this evening I went to put my old earrings back in, and I noticed that the middle stud was slightly out of line with the surrounding ones.  I also noticed what looked like another hole beside it, and when I tried that hole... I discovered I'd actually had the stud in my old, many-years-closed-for-business hole.

Aside from the fact that I now have two holes within a millimeter or less of each other, I find this incredibly amusing--and maybe a little scary.

2.  More scary is that while I've been gone for the past day-and-a-half, I've had a new neighbor move into my bathroom.  He looks a little something like this:

(Pardon the gross hair/dust pile... as if you're bathroom doesn't have that hair-dust corner behind the door, sheesh.)  He's not exactly giant, but he's large enough for me to hesitate before making any sudden moves.  Of course, I happen to like spiders (even if they do scare me a bit), so I can't kill him... and now I must manage to trap him and rerelease him into the wild.  Wish me luck.

Also... Happy Fourth, everyone!  Hope everybody had a good one.  I'm off to squeal like a girl while coaxing an arachnid into a cup.

I've been a bit moody lately, and though this week certainly hasn't been terrible, it hasn't exactly been the best one of the year so far.  This, combined with my realization that I had some spare cash (which has become increasingly rare lately), combined with these nifty earrings a girl was wearing today all mixed together in my brain.  I decided that I was tired of feeling like crap mentally, and what's the best way to fix that?

"Positive thinking"?  Yeah, right!  I voted for "physical pain."

Don't worry, I'm not a cutter.  I just did this:

(Any weird-looking shadows are just marker-dots.)  Oh, yes.  Piercings: a fun and healthy form of therapy.  The cartilage piercing I've had since my freshman year of college, but the other three (six, I suppose) are brand new as of a few hours ago.  I actually used to have two piercings in each lobe, but they've been grown in for a few years now.  As a matter of fact, the first place I went to wouldn't repierce them; the lady told me she could feel scar tissue.  Stubborn and cranky as I was, I just drove a little farther until I found someplace that would (probably a very irresponsible decision, but that's what age 21 is all about, right?).  The third lobe piercing is a completely brand new one for me, and I'm quite proud.  (If nothing else, I'm just proud that I managed to sit through six ear-pokings in a row.)

Furthermore, the girl that did it did an awesome job.  The first time I got my ears pierced, the woman at Wal-Mart did a lovely job of mucking everything up--part of the reason I let all the holes grow back was because of how uneven and dangerously low those were.  This girl found the perfect placement to avoid re-opening those holes without piercing in a weird spot.  She was so proud of herself for that (and for doing three piercings in a row!) she took pictures of my ears, hahaha.