Goth Awful World

I really never thought I'd make it this far! I'm a real tattoo artist with people who actually appreciate what I'm doing and want me to do it for them. Art means so much to me and I'm at the best point in my life so far! Artistically, socially, and every other way. My bipolar is medicated and kept in check, I have an amazing friend, wonderful kid, and lovely boyfriend. Financially I'm finally past the struggle. (I need tires and it's no big deal for the first time in my 31 years!!!) I can look forward to going to work even though I know I'll be working well over 60 hours every work week.

Gosh, I'm just so fucking happy with everything.

It's finally my weekend!  My boyfriend and I went to lunch and the lovely lady at the counter gave us a free strawberry shortcake because she loved my tattoos.  It was so delicious too!

Now I'm home with my best friend for an evening of artwork, sake drinking, and breakfast dinner.  I finally got around to making the second half of the plaster mold for our masks project.  We're making a large set of different themed masks for an art show later in the year.  I'm working on a custom painted machete, as well.  Maybe I'll get a couple of photos posted of some of our strange collabs we've done in the past.

I think tomorrow I"ll be going out to do a bit of birthday shopping for the kid and spend the rest of the day relaxing.  We got twisted metal black on the ps4 because I missed playing it after so many years.  I'm looking forward to some car combat for stress relief.

So far, I've been on my new medication for a week and aside from the physical side effects I'm enjoying it.  I've noticed vision changes and at night it seems to have a point where it starts to wear off and I everything seems kind of trippy and surreal.  Plus, driving home from work I'm super paranoid and suspicious about cops which is not something that normally bothers me in the least.

Update:
The mold came out perfect!!!