So I went to my dad's house after work today and his "friend" Barbara was there. I honestly don't really have a problem with her, she's nice enough, but then again, I barely know her. But anyways, we started chatting about my eyebrow piercing, and my tongue piercing. But she actually had the nerve to say,
"Oh if you ever meet my daughter, could you take out your piercings so she wouldn't get any ideas?" 
Is she kidding?! Who asks that?! I've worked in environments where piercings were frowned upon, but this is a completely different case. Her daughter is a teenager, so she'd be seeing it at some point in her life, probably soon. And it's also not like I'm babysitting her. 

Wtf is that about?

I totally forgot about the shitty part of my day. All the awesomeness combed it over until I remembered it again.


As many of you know, I am incredibly sensitive about my breast size. So when I tried on the Satan Suit, my dad said, "hey you're gonna need some..." and he trailed off and made a motion with his hands around his chest area, then he said, "a padded bra or something... cuz you kind of look like a boy." and it really fucking hurt alot. and I told him I was pissed at him and he laughed it off like a joke, and he said he was kidding. And he kept laughing and I told him I was really sensitive about it and thats when he stopped. And I didn't let it bother me til now, and yeah. Now I want to fucking lock myself up and cry. ANd I'm not writing this for sympathy. I'm showing how my sometimes awesome dad, can fucking be.