Today is a lucky, lucky day.

Unfortunately for me, all I feel is an oppressive weariness. I am so very unnaturally tired – much more so than the usual “not a morning person” kind of tired. I can’t help but wonder if I’m coming down with something – perhaps a raging case of mono due to all that making out I did – but I have never been more glad that today is Friday and I have no plans until around 3pm tomorrow. I plan to spend most of the time between 5pm and the aforementioned following-day 3pm naked, in bed, with cats and books and a DS. It will be very, very good.

How tired am I? So tired that I’m wearing a hat.

Now that’s tired.

Come to think of it, spending 080808 in bed WOULD be very lucky. I wonder if there’s any way I could pull it off.

So hey, it’s tattoo time again. The piece I want is text – 8 (or 10, if I mod it a little) words in three lines. Where should I put it? I’m way too tired to make this decision for myself, so I’m leaving it up to the internets. Decide where my ink goes, please. I’d like it to be somewhere readable by me and also by people who don’t get to see me naked on a regular basis, so that should narrow it down a little.

And .. go.