Fresh Ink, Fresh Life

This has been a pretty eventful weekend, indeed! On Saturday we celebrated St. Patrick's Day, i.e. we crowded into an empty lot in Insadong with 1823948912122 other foreigners and didn't buy beer. Wait...what? For some reason, this year's Patty's Day "festival" didn't include a place to buy beer, and of course the couple of convenience stores sold out within minutes; these are foreigners we're talking about here. I'm not the hugest fan of St. Patrick's Day in the first place, and if I'm gonna be denied the right to drink beer, what's the point?


Look at how festive I am....ok so I didn't wear much green, but I have cute hair!


All of Seoul's foreigners in one inconvenient place.


Green friends.


Cassie finally found the Irishman of her dreams! And she's not letting go, damnit!
Now onto the night out. We head to Itaewon for some drinks and some dancing. I'd now like to showcase some of the most attractive dance faces...ever.

Exhibit A

What did Wade just see?!

Exhibit B

He may have just seen a ghost, but he's choosing to dance through the fear!

Exhibit C

This one just makes me lol.

Exhibit D

This may not be a dance face, but it's Carl smoking a cigar looking like a baller.

Exhibit E

I go craaaazy on youuu, CRAAAAAZY on YOU.

OK, well now that I've done a good job of showing off my amusing chingus while conveniently excluding any fugly pictures of myself the night may have produced, let's move on.

When Sunday rolled around, I decided it was finally time for me to get a little more badass. I mean, you just know when you've gotta upgrade the fierceness in your life, am I right? I'd been thinking about getting a diamond tattoo on my foot for a while, and yesterday was the day. I did it!

I went to a shop near Gangnam called Tattoo Korea. It's the only shop in Korea that imports all their supplies from the States and adheres to the exact same health and safety codes as back home. That made for a considerable bump in the price, but I felt comfortable and confident in the staff there, so that's what really matters. Even though I booked an appointment, they were really busy and I had to wait quite a while for my turn. After cleaning and recleaning every surface at the station, my guy was ready for me. It was just a small outline tat, so it didn't hurt too bad at all. It was over before I could say "Diamonds are forever". Har har.


There I am, looking nervous.


Almost ready.


Ouch.


All done!
Sigh, now onto another week of teaching children.