After a long and somewhat shitty week...

Thanks to the Mister Felixx and Brandan's awesome (and really fucking huge) flat panel tv/computer monitor, I was introduced to the wonderful world of Ninjai: The Little Ninja.

For those who have an affinity for anime, this is the best kind; independent, strikingly beautiful, very well conceived and executed. And the images are down right fucking AWESOME. I am soo entranced by this little saga that I am seriously considering devoting my entire lower left leg to Ninjai in a tattoo potrayal. But there is a small snag to that... I may have to wait till the entire story is done and if I am not mistaken the first chapter came out in 2001 and they are only up to chapter TWELVE.

Ugh.

Well... maybe I could start it and add a piece each time something from each chapter catches my eye. We shall see what I can come up with in the next six to eight months.

Also, I decided that I am gonna go back to doing a bit of massage therapy on the side as a way to brush up on my skills again. But since I am not licensed in the state of Cali to practice that means I can not accept any form of monetary payment for my services. In other words, free massages for all who would like them when I have the time to do it. And if I really like you enough to make you feel better =)

I was thinking about this today that one of my credit cards that I am still paying off after who knows how many years that I am technicially wasting my money paying it back. You see I used it about 8 or 9 years ago to pay my way through massage school and I don't think I ever made a cent back from it. Well, I think it time to put the skill I learned and still remember to use for something. And if I fell that I enjoy it and can do a good job, I may go do a few refresher courses and maybe get liscensed in Cali. Just so I have something small on the side for those fically tight moments.

So yeah, who wants a massage?

(For all you male readers out there, if you mention any words remotely close to "happy" and "ending", just remember that there are things called "pressure" and "points" and I still know how to manipulate them so that you can shit all your internal organs out of your ass.)