I'm gonna continue where I left off in the most recent edit of last week's blog entry, in which I disappointingly shared that my new tattoo artist, B of Triple Sick Skin in Gravenhurst, wasn't as familiar with her craft as I thought she was.

A lot of you suggested that I contact them and complain, or show up and demand that she fix my tatts as well as give me a full refund, but there's a couple problems with that. For one thing, they no longer do any business online --- They don't even have a FaceBook fanpage any longer. They used to, but it was so much trouble to run that they felt their energies were best put elsewhere, which is fine. I've no problem with that; I'm of the opinion that sometimes FaceBook and the Internet can be a little too integrated into everyone's lives.

Alright, so next option: Calling them. Which is going to accomplish nothing. They'd want to see the tattoos in person, something I'm not interested in doing, because Gravenhurst is about half an hour away by car, so there goes $20.00 worth of gas, and for another, I have no intention of getting any sort of tattooing done there ever again, not even touch ups.

When you get tattooed by someone, you have to place a lot of trust in that person. You're essentially handing over your skin to them and saying, 'Can you inject some permanent and irremovable ink into the dermis in a pretty pattern? 'Kay thanks,' right? Right. Which I have no problem with, that's just a part of the adventure of getting tattooed, y'know?

But the problem is, the trust is like family heirloom China. It's already quite fragile to begin with, and when it happens to falls and crash, well, there's really no repairing it. You can try and SuperGlue it back together, but it's never as strong or resilient as it was originally, and will continue to break down over time. This is the I feel about B now, as guilty as it makes me to admit it, because she really seemed like a genuinely sweet and good person. I simply don't trust her to come anywhere near my body with an inky needle ever again.

Furthermore, despite my original anger about the whole wasted cash sitch, it's really not about the actual cash when you get right down to it. It goes deeper than that, y'know? It's more of a violation of my trust and body, and even if she gave me back every cent of the $100.00 I paid her, it still wouldn't make up for it.

Hopefully you guys understand what I mean! No worries, though --- One of my Dad's local friends is apparently a wicked excellent tattoo artist, and told him he was confident he could fix any fucked up tattoos, no question ... So when mine are fully healed, I'm probably gonna choose him to fix 'em up.

Moving on, though, since I'm seriously sick of dwelling on all this donkey shit --- I wanna tell you guys about a super stellar event my brother Cameron and I are going to attend next month! >w<;

In mallorymaloney.com's recent 31 March 2012 blog entry, I shared how Cameron and I attended an anime convention called Anime North on 28 May 2011, and how we were planning to attend again this year --- But for the full three days of the convention as opposed to just a single day like last year. We bought our tickets and our hotel room way back in January, ROTFL!

We're also planning to cosplay again this year, which, as I'm sure everyone already knew, is my absolute favourite part of the con. I've got a different costume planned for each day, and they are as follows:

Friday

Ramona Flowers from the Scott Pilgrim comic book series.

Saturday

Karin Maaka from the Chibi Vampire manga series.

Sunday

Azusa Nakano from the K-On! anime series.

As you can see, I planned extremely far ahead in advance in terms of tattoo coverage. Notice how none of these characters have their bare arms showing? Haha. I can't stand character inaccuracies if they can be helped! Which is why I ordered several different clear glass septum retainers for my septum piercing. ((I totally forgot to mention that in my big ol' 31 March 2012 blog entry, BTW. I got my septum pierced back on 30 August 2011! I gotta admit, that's one thing Triple Sick Skin does well --- $20.00 walk in piercings of any kind. The whole thing went extremely smoothly!))

Now for a quick rundown on my current costume statuses: Ramona's the closest to being completed and ready for the con, as all I'm waiting for is a pair of all black knee high Chuck Taylors to use as her shoes. Everything else, right down to the wig I already cut and styled, is finished.

Karin's scaring me a bit, as I have every piece for her, aside from the most important bit: Her actual bloody uniform that I ordered from a super amazing costume commissioner named Mandy. I'm still waiting for Canada Post to release it from the motherfucking customs, a fact which makes me intensely nervous, as she's my main cosplay. I'm probably just freakin' out for no reason, though, as the tracking number tells me it's in Mississauga right now. Other than that, I gotta finish cutting and styling her wig, which is about three quarters completed.

Azusa's also almost totally completed, considering she wears the same uniform that her friend Yui Hirasawa wears, which was my cosplay last year ... Although I haven't even started cutting or styling Azusa's wig yet. X_X; Ack. I also have to finish sewing a red neck tie to replace Yui's blue one, and I have to fashion an attachment for the charm I made to adorn Azusa's school bag.

Now, as for Cameron's cosplay, he's planning on repeating the same one for all three days of the con --- A male gijinka version of a lesser known character from the new My Little Pony cartoon named Vinyl Scratch. I'm a bit worried about getting his costume ready in time, as well, because I still have to cut/style/Sharpie dye sections of his wig, as well as figure out a way to attach a single wig twintail for him to use as a tail. As in, an actual butt tail. I've got a few ideas, but I'm not sure how well any of 'em are gonna work, so yeah, a wee bit nervous about that. #_#;

I'm also nervous about possible tooth complications occurring just before or during the convention, heh. I know it's annoyingly stupid for me --- Or anyone, for that matter --- To worry about 'what if' kinda shit, but let's face it, m'friends, I'm a massive worrier. I've been like this since I was literally a small child, and while I'd love to be able to change, it's so fucking difficult that I'm not sure I can.

Right now, I'm just extremely eager to get my permanent filling done on 24 April. It's only six days away, but that seems like fucking forever to me at the moment ... Considering I'm pretty sure that some of my temporary filling has fallen out/worn away from accidentally chewing on it too roughly. This isn't too much of a problem, though, so long as it's still fully sealed, but I honestly can't tell if it is or not anymore.

All I know is that it feels a little bit sharper and deeper than before when I run my tongue over it, and that just today, I've started to randomly taste a strong medicinal flavour in my mouth that's definitely coming from the temp filling ... But all I can do is just wait and be extra careful with the fucking thing until I can get it properly filled.

;She takes a deep breath and then releases it heavily IRL.;

There's a reason a photo of my new tattoo already shows up as the eighteenth result when you search 'I am my own worst enemy tattoo' on Google images, y'know. Because the world knows that it's one of the truest statements anyone has ever made! T^T;

Bloody Hell.

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