Ink it?

Tattoo. Not the little guy from Fantasy Island…but the ink.

A tattoo is either sexy as heck or the most revolting addition to the human body. Because of my own definition I have yet to decide if I want one. No. I DO want one, but I am in no shape to get one. I don’t know what. I don’t know where.

I have had friends and gifted artists draw some very nice designs, but I keep talking myself out of it. I came up with a design of my own only to discover that it is very similar to Jane Seymour “Open Hearts” jewelry design. Still not out of the question.

My second choice was something that I came up with in college. It shows my inner nerd and my love for academia.

I suppose if I want one…I should just get one. After all, it is for ME.