posted by erin on Jan 30
I’m afraid to sneeze. I’m afraid my nose will start running and I’ll be forced to sit there with a q-tip and a kleenex digging around trying to make myself comfortable. I kind of, sort of, pierced my nose. Well, not me myself, but a dude with lots of metal in his face. It actually made me feel better seeing all those rings, tubes, bars and bulbs sticking out of his face. At least I knew he knew what he was doing. It took like 20 seconds and didn’t hurt at all. There was a moment of increduality when he pushed the needle through. What a weird feeling!! So now I’ve done the thing I wanted to do when I was 16, but never did. Twelve years too late to be considered rebellious and about 5 years too early to be a mid-life crisis. I’m not sure what it is, but it’s great. I love!!