Piece of Art

Well russian language and culture are done for the day; with the minor exception of some homework, I am free until tomorrow. Taking a trip in about an hour, going to head down to Urge and consult Spencer and Emily about some new artwork to brand myself with. Erin is getting her tramp stamp done today, I hope she enjoys the tattooing processes as much as I did. Some debate has risen in my mind about what it is I want to have done, and where I want to have it. I'm still leaning heavily towards Alex Grey's 'fourth eye', also known as the Lateralus eye. I can't seem to find a good template of it online, and I don't trust my artistic skills enough to draw it myself. Perhaps I should pick up some tracing paper while at Urge. Good thinking.
The weather outside is beautifull. An early Victorian spring must be upon us- joy. I find it funny how you can see the weather mirrored in the rabbits around here. No sooner does the sun come out and they are fornicating like....well-rabbits! I sympathize with my furry little friends; lately I feel those carnal, male urges stirring from time to time. Must be the weather. Or perhaps something or someone has caught my interests?
As cool as they may sound, I don't pick my blog post names randomly. There is something about a piece of art burried behind my words. Sure, the notion of the lustfull tattooing process is artistic. I'll leave it at this for today: There is more than what meets the eye in this post. There is an ever-growing piece of art in the balance. Hopefully whoever reads this may someday find it.
-CDB