Meet The Latest Addition to My Tattoo Family

So, here it is. Got it done on my birthday. You'll notice the red bits... that's bruising. It's all healed up now, but man. I'm here to tell you that a tattoo on the ankle FUCKING HURTS. I have 4 other tattoos. Granted, they're all on my back and shoulders, but NONE of them hurt like this one.

In other news, I had a dream last night that I was smuggling drugs with the Douche's brother. What the hell is up with that? Then, in another part of the dream, for some reason I had a package delivered to the Douche's house. It was sent back where it came from as he refused the package. So, I call over there to find out what it was, as it was clearly ordered from a place that had not updated contact information for me (I've never used his address for anything)...and I get an answering machine that says:
"We can't come to the phone right now, but leave a message and WE'LL get back to you as soon as possible."
WE??
So, I start to leave a message, and a girl picks up. Apparently her name is Sophie. Why I know this remains unclear. So, I ask for him and she says:
"He's sleeping. Who is this?"
"This is Laura. I'm..and old friend of his.. I'm calling about a package"
"Wait? WHO is this??"
"Laura...an..fuck it. I'm his ex."
"Listen, don't you realize that we've been out of town and he is VERY tired.."

Then, I hear him in the background saying:
"Tell her to apologize for calling here."

"Yeah, you need to apologize for bothering us."

Then I woke up.
I fucking HATE those dreams.
Ah, emotionally abusive relationships.... the gifts that keep on giving.